Ever felt full but still felt the need to eat? Not because of hunger, but because of a certain indescribable need to chew…
With me, this usually happens when I am in the middle of something important in my life, when I am anxious about something, when I am nervous… You get the idea.
Anyway, today was one of those days. I am in the process of applying to graduate schools, and that is making me very, very anxious. I am taking baby steps for now, slowly immersing myself in the conundrum of applications and forms, but at least things are getting done. Still, until each and every application is submitted/mailed, my anxiety will be difficult to control – and so will my need to chew.
To add to my anxiety, I have to attend an event tomorrow that I am not looking forward to, but which I will attend out of respect and politeness… Still, thinking about tomorrow makes me want to stuff my face.
The good thing is: I am still under my calorie limit for the day, YET my stomach feels dangerously close to exploding. I knew I would regret it if I started munching through the Twix bars I have hidden in the cabinet or if I made myself a big, greasy sandwich , so I stuck to several bottles of water, coffee, and tea. I drank until my stomach hurt, then moved on to snacking on orange slices, oatmeal, and a few peanuts.
Right now, I am sipping on some green tea. I think I might go to bed early with a good book (at 8:00 PM on a Saturday night, I’m so cool) – that will keep me from snacking!
