Boredom – I know who I am. When I am restless or bored I gravitate to the kitchen and start rummaging. Hunger is not the driving force in this quest, it is sheer and utter boredom. Standing in front of the refrigerator and eyeing the jar of Spanish olives is certainly a good clue.
Sadness or better known as comfort eating. When I am feeling down, I crave greasy diner cheeseburgers and fries. They are my number one comfort food. I know as I’m settling into nosh on this delectable meal that I am 100% battling some heartache, depression or just plain sadness in my life.
In Sight – put it in front of me and I’m going to graze. I have zero self-control when it comes to chips and salsa in Mexican restaurants and if you were to put a plate of cheese and crackers in front of me, I would exhibit the same behavior. The food is there, it smells good. My senses tell me how awesome it will taste and I will gorge myself upon it until I am miserable with pain.
Obligation – if someone cooks me a meal or brings me food, I will eat it so I don’t hurt feelings. I may have just had a snack or may not feel hungry in the slightest, but I don’t want to offend so I eat as much as I feel is acceptable. People want to see you appreciate their gesture. I obviously have an issue with placing boundaries.
Clean Plate Syndrome – this once was an issue for me. I grew up in a home where you did not leave the table until your plate was clean. I had to train myself to take smaller portions and if not possible, be okay with leaving a little on the plate. It actually works out in my favor doing this as I now make extra so I can prep a meal for my next day’s lunch.
Power of Suggestion – seeing it on screen, or having a memory hit of some wonderful treat and then obsessing about that food item to the point that I will drive to the store/restaurant to get it. There was a 40 mile road trip to get pie one night because it sounded good.
Do I eat my feelings? ABSOLUTELY
I need to work on that.
MY ADIPOSE & ME 