Oct 18, 2018 Photo by Malakay62
Meat, meat, meat! Consistently stunning how healing red meat is. I had a steak last night – it is the 4th steak since I started this experiment. I feel wonderful this morning. Death and life are an intricate web eh.
One of the most stunning transitions is the change in beliefs about food. As I mentioned in my early posts I have had eating disorders since I can remember. At 5 years old I was walking home from school with a classmate. I was telling her about the diet I was on, she looked at me so strangely and asked why I was dieting? Food was the enemy. I was good if I did not eat all day. I was bad if I ate. Of course I had to eat at some point. I remember when I thought it was an accomplishment to eat only a few times a week. These are now just memories. They are as though they are about someone else.
Thanks to the love of my life and his engineering brain for his insistence that my vegetarian diet was a problem.
