There is a lot you don't know about me. Let's face it, at my age a lot must have happened to me during my life - and I couldn't possibly have told you everything in just a few short months.
I am a quiet, calm sort of person. I don't get ruffled easily. I rarely argue. I'll walk away from an argument if I think the other party isn't prepared to have a reasonable discussion (apparently that's very annoying, but it's the way I am). I love my family unconditionally, and my friends are treated in the same way. We all make mistakes - yes, even me!
I take each day as it comes. I am adaptable and have had to be. I don't panic in a crisis, I just get on and cope even if others around me are falling to pieces. This has happened more than once, and I hope it never happens again.
You will also be surprised to know that a while ago I was on live TV regularly. I only mention that because it was a situation where everything was thrown at me (not literally) and I had to think on my feet and change my plans. I enjoyed it and would do it again. You see - I really DON'T panic!
So, what on earth is going on? Today I can't stop eating. To put it in its proper perspective - I don't WANT to stop eating. So far I've only had breakfast, but I'm still 'hungry'. I've logged my food, and while it is more than I've had for the past while it certainly isn't excessive, but the potential for a 'binge' is still there. The thing is - I DON'T BINGE! I only eat when I'm hungry......................!
So am I hungry?
Of course not!
What I have eaten is perfectly adequate for the start of the day - and as long as leave it there I am on target for the rest of the day with a few minor adjustments. However, this feeling has really made me sit up and take notice. I'm astounded by my thoughts and the realisation that this feeling actually has a name.
HUNGER - thy NAME is - FEAR
I have difficult emotional things to deal with today. I'm a bit of a procrastinator so in truth I'd rather wait until tomorrow - but I realise that I must do them today. It's business for my mother who is unable to do it for herself. I'm dreading it. I have a gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach - and it does feel a little like hunger. BUT IT ISN'T and knowing that makes it easier to deal with.
It doesn't take away what I have to deal with, though. So...... Onwards and Upwards. No procrastinating - I'm off to deal with it so that there won't be any pangs when I come home. Have a Spark-filled day everyone. Does your 'hunger' have a name?