3/8/2024 0 Comments Goodbye to my addiction letter![]() ![]() Essentially, this obviously meant only “whole” foods.īutters or oils. Only in minimal amounts and limited to ingredients whose name I could pronounce or understand. Not unless it was fair trade chocolate and above 72% cacao content so that I could receive the “full” health benefits while simultaneously feeling like I was contributing to making someone’s life more equally just. To eat cane sugar, would be to condone such discriminatory practices.Ĭhocolate. Such sugar was a reminder of the millions and thousands of Native Americans and African Americans forced on sugar plantations and subjugated to cruel, oppressive treatment. Eating palm oil was indirectly contributes to the deforestation currently going on in the Amazonian rainforest.Ĭane sugar? Another no-no. Hours spent on end in grocery shops, scrutinizing labels and telling myself “no.” Going back and forth, back and forth again just to reexamine or second guess myself. It was not necessarily aesthetics or color for us, nor shape nor size, showcase nor placement but rather, what mattered most for us was the label. ![]() Looks are not everything in a relationship, but you definitely cared about your appearance in ours. If I followed your rules, I could trust I was being safe. I thought I was doing it right, superior and in control, and in that sense you were my security blanket. I was literally insane, or at least it felt like it. You masked my resistance as strength of will and determination to uphold “clean” eating, but all it really was, if you boiled down to it, was neurotic behavior. I spent countless minutes counting calories, planning meals far too in advance, and ensuring every food group in your correct proportion made their way to my plate. You were very specific in your instructions. Like an obsessive addiction, you were intoxicating - my drug and I needed my fix, but it had to be on your terms. You took up my mind, everyday - perhaps even every hour at some points which I regret to admit. And, I apologize if this comes off harsh and critical, but I only mean to acknowledge my reasoning behind the inevitable end of our unhealthy relationship.įirst and foremost, you demanded a dominant presence in my life. I still think of you often, but at least now, it is through a different lens. I will never be able to completely clear you from my mind nor give you an official goodbye. And so, this brings me to my letter, a letter to my old eating habits: Danielle Orie We cannot forget to remember otherwise, we have lost all potential to blossom from the seed of our adversities. Why do we tend to forget about the darkness once we are exposed to the light? Put more simply, what I mean to express is that memories possess the power to reincarnate the existence of things that have left the earth. We forget about the coldness and brutality of winter when we are exposed to the beautiful, blossoming life that spring always brings. They say that old habits die hard, especially old eating habits, but things only truly die when you completely forget about them. By adding your email you agree to get updates about Spoon University Healthier
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