Day 2 (21st April - 2025) Separation Anxiety

Never knew how much my emotions revolve around my eating habits.

This papaya has made me burst into tears. The papaya is not at fault. It’s just me resisting to eat what I want to eat. Fighting with myself, trying to discipline me.

Separating from my comfort snacks was overwhelming.

It feels like a toddler begging for its pacifier.

I could not smile. Nothing makes me happy.

Mr. T saw me pulling my face, he comforted me and I started whining.

He could not managed my emotions and quickly backed off saying, “Ok ok.. I can’t handle this. Allahu Akbar..” He proceeded with his prayers. Tsk! He ran away from me.

I thought my life was over.

And I start to wonder.

Are all disciplined individuals depressed?

Like seriously, are they depressed? Are they happy with themselves?

If they have no underlying health condition, what are they working out for?

Does looking good matters?

Who are we pleasing?

Are the people opinion matters?

And what if you are already so nice looking and yet others do not like you, would you change for other’s opinion?

Don’t you guys have fun eating?

Do you taste food? Do you even use all those different taste buds?

I don’t know what I have signed myself into.

Current mood: Depressed

Life has no meaning if I can’t eat what i want and when i want to eat.