I know you are probably wondering why a post about the mind has food as its thumbnail. Well, this post might not be the usual mind posts you’ve been reading, just a little something I experienced today.
For a while now, I’ve been wanting to eat pastries but due to something that happened to me some days ago, my doctor has been saying no. I’ve actually been taken off so many foods and even though it’s supposed to be for my health, I just get annoyed each and every day.
The funny part is: staying away from those foods have rather made me feel weaker, that’s what I think.
And since he asked me not to eat cookies, I asked if I could eat other food with flour and he said no. Actually, he said no to everything that I asked him which sounded very weird. So out of stubbornness, I decided to get one of the things he said I shouldn’t get. But I made sure the sugar was in moderation as well as every other ingredient which could pose as a threat to my health.
Before I started eating it, I brought my medication close to me just in case something goes left, I save myself ( don’t try this at home). So I ate those cookies. Are they even cookies? Well, they taste like that. After taking the first bite, nothing happened. Second bite, nothing happened and before I realized, I had eaten three already.
I immediately slept off thinking that was a way to avoid any incoming health issues( once again, don’t try this at home). Anyway, I woke up very healthy. Nothing was wrong with me and I even felt stronger than before.
And right after I woke up, I saw my doctor’s call and then he asked me “what did you eat?”, as if he was there when I was eating exactly what he told me not to eat. I told him the truth and instead of him being angry, he just laughed.
Confused, I asked if he wasn’t going to scold me and he replied in the negative. He said I rather made his work easier. According to him, the fact that I ate what he asked me not to eat and I was still fine was an indication that the particular health issue I was having was all in my head. And restricting me from those foods I was craving was just like a ploy to get me to feel relieved or satisfied right after eating them. It’s just like a stubborn kid doing the same things he has been told to stay away from.
After the conversation, I even realized my medication was just general antibiotics, nothing special. I actually laughed a lot throughout that conversation and it only made one thing clearer.
Sometimes, most of the things that happen to us are just all in our minds. All in our heads, truly. The mind is so powerful that it could make you a king or a slave to your own self. And in my case, I had become its slave. Well, I’m glad I’m free now. Let me go back to my cookies.
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