I am struggling a bit to bring back my self-confidence and self knowledge that I had in Timor. The moment I stepped of the plane in Darwin all I wanted to do was eat shit.
It’s like it’s a drug for me in Australia.
Yesterday it was cookies.
Today it was ice cream, chocolate, carmels…whatever I could get myself onto. A WW pizza and diet coke (I threw it away after eating 1/2 of it…it tasted terrible)
- Why is it at work I want sugar?
- Why do I feel like I don’t deserve to be honest with my body’s signals of hunger?
- Why does binging seem like something that I deal with here and not in Timor?
I have it, I have my soul and ability to love and fuel my body…
I am not surpressing it.
But, I miss you Timor.