I recently got in touch with a long time childhood friend ( through http://classmates.com/ ) whom I love dearly. I remember why we were such good friends, she has such a great sense of humor. I received the following email from her:
The weekend has been a very – long and physically painful one… All self inflicted wounds… The kind you can only confess to a friend…
... If you only knew what I did!!!! I was a bad girl.
I am recovering from it... And I am now a witness to “Gluttony” being a sin, literally.
I don’t know what came over me? I started my Saturday morning with a healthy breakfast... an egg... toast with the last bit of peach preserves... a cup of green tea... fried tofu... I felt good for defeating my need for breakfast meat… turkey bacon… I wanted it…But I did'nt do it… We all ate healthy... (I always skip breakfast so this was a treat to eat and with everyone)
After everyone left the house...I began my early morning - every day choirs... And since Kanty was going to the market, after his hair cut. I, of course decided to clean the refrigerator.
(I keep forgetting that I ate about 8 M&M's w/ peanuts while watching
Saturday morning cartoons with Tierra)
In the frig… I found (2 days old) a single portion of my yummy Mac &cheese and a bowl of my famous sautéed cabbage... And again… I thought because there was no meat. It will be okay.
I turned the music up and cleaned, swept and mopped… I was ready to relax.
And I didn't have to make lunch for Tierra. She was over at the neighbors playing...
I almost forgot I also found a piece of cornbread AND I had 2 small pieces of fried tofu (I added hot sauce to them... and I grubbed...It tasted like a meal that you had to go some where and pay for. It was yummy!
I relaxed a little browsing the many cable channels. The phone rang. Tierra called to tells me, she had something to bring me. The neighbors ordered take out and brought me half of a cheese steak! And potato chips…
Okay I know I should have first explained this to you… I keep my cabinets bare and with just what we eat and need. I do buy snacks... . I buy yogurt instead of pudding... I buy carrots for Tierra because she can eat them like I eat potato chips… I cook everything (Just about). I do order out occasionally for pizza… But for the most of it… I have a healthy looking frig… But we still seem to be pushing a few extra pounds. So I am noticing in my new family that if the frig is full some folks just like to cook and eat. Me included. So we chill on over buying and trying out a lot of new stuff that we just push aside in the cabinets….
Back to the cheese steak… Okay my ration on this was it would be my first serving of meat for the day… And I don’t care where I am in life – I am never giving up potato chips… Need I say more?
I was thankful to God… I thank God for the blessing of a free meal. How many of them really come? When you feed someone you always get extra blessings. So I wanted Jen to get her blessing, so I ate the food and watched a movie…. I assumed Kanty would eat something to kill his worms, while he was out.
Now this is where the real punishment came in… He brought me home McDonalds… (Now I could have stopped him but I didn’t)…. I even have my own McDonalds rules... I only eat the dollar menu size French fries…fish sandwich… apple pies… Carmel Sundae w/nuts… No other meat products – NO BURGERS...
And when he came home with a chicken sandwich? I knew that was a sign… I was about to reject it, but caught up in the movie and I ate it… along with the fries and darn it the Carmel Sundae. I chalked it up as a bad Sunday morning in the bathroom.
The pain was so bad it woke me up a little after midnight… Then the boat started rocking and nothing but pain was happening… My selfishness couldn’t understand why the pain couldn’t wake until I woke up. I tried taking everything that could relieve me… But nothing could help…
In between wanting to cry… I did a lot of laughing and cursing myself out. I never confessed to Kanty what I ate. He still to this day swears I was food poison by McDonalds… I will stick to that story…
Especially since I had him up and at the pharmacy in the wee hours for pepto… He was calling hospitals and I was telling him to hang up… I knew what was in me had to hurry up and pass… But the pain kept me moving from room to room… Curling up and walking the floors with the worst case of stomach cramps. He thought it was my kidneys or something… I told him about the cabbage after he recapped what I ate that day. I told him the cabbage and Ice- cream must not have liked each other.
We finally fell asleep about 3:30 AM… I don’t remember Sunday – it was all so painfully fuzzy… I was in too much pain waiting for the change to come… Well it didn’t come until Monday morning… And here it is Tuesday afternoon… I’m still recovering… and scared to eat. So I am on a green tea detox and behaving.
Now I know you don't believe this is true but if you knew my friend you would. I could probably use this for a book or short story..Hmmmmm
Tell me what you think...post your comments
The weekend has been a very – long and physically painful one… All self inflicted wounds… The kind you can only confess to a friend…
... If you only knew what I did!!!! I was a bad girl.
I am recovering from it... And I am now a witness to “Gluttony” being a sin, literally.
I don’t know what came over me? I started my Saturday morning with a healthy breakfast... an egg... toast with the last bit of peach preserves... a cup of green tea... fried tofu... I felt good for defeating my need for breakfast meat… turkey bacon… I wanted it…But I did'nt do it… We all ate healthy... (I always skip breakfast so this was a treat to eat and with everyone)
After everyone left the house...I began my early morning - every day choirs... And since Kanty was going to the market, after his hair cut. I, of course decided to clean the refrigerator.
(I keep forgetting that I ate about 8 M&M's w/ peanuts while watching
Saturday morning cartoons with Tierra)
In the frig… I found (2 days old) a single portion of my yummy Mac &cheese and a bowl of my famous sautéed cabbage... And again… I thought because there was no meat. It will be okay.
I turned the music up and cleaned, swept and mopped… I was ready to relax.
And I didn't have to make lunch for Tierra. She was over at the neighbors playing...
I almost forgot I also found a piece of cornbread AND I had 2 small pieces of fried tofu (I added hot sauce to them... and I grubbed...It tasted like a meal that you had to go some where and pay for. It was yummy!
I relaxed a little browsing the many cable channels. The phone rang. Tierra called to tells me, she had something to bring me. The neighbors ordered take out and brought me half of a cheese steak! And potato chips…
Okay I know I should have first explained this to you… I keep my cabinets bare and with just what we eat and need. I do buy snacks... . I buy yogurt instead of pudding... I buy carrots for Tierra because she can eat them like I eat potato chips… I cook everything (Just about). I do order out occasionally for pizza… But for the most of it… I have a healthy looking frig… But we still seem to be pushing a few extra pounds. So I am noticing in my new family that if the frig is full some folks just like to cook and eat. Me included. So we chill on over buying and trying out a lot of new stuff that we just push aside in the cabinets….
Back to the cheese steak… Okay my ration on this was it would be my first serving of meat for the day… And I don’t care where I am in life – I am never giving up potato chips… Need I say more?
I was thankful to God… I thank God for the blessing of a free meal. How many of them really come? When you feed someone you always get extra blessings. So I wanted Jen to get her blessing, so I ate the food and watched a movie…. I assumed Kanty would eat something to kill his worms, while he was out.
Now this is where the real punishment came in… He brought me home McDonalds… (Now I could have stopped him but I didn’t)…. I even have my own McDonalds rules... I only eat the dollar menu size French fries…fish sandwich… apple pies… Carmel Sundae w/nuts… No other meat products – NO BURGERS...
And when he came home with a chicken sandwich? I knew that was a sign… I was about to reject it, but caught up in the movie and I ate it… along with the fries and darn it the Carmel Sundae. I chalked it up as a bad Sunday morning in the bathroom.
The pain was so bad it woke me up a little after midnight… Then the boat started rocking and nothing but pain was happening… My selfishness couldn’t understand why the pain couldn’t wake until I woke up. I tried taking everything that could relieve me… But nothing could help…
In between wanting to cry… I did a lot of laughing and cursing myself out. I never confessed to Kanty what I ate. He still to this day swears I was food poison by McDonalds… I will stick to that story…
Especially since I had him up and at the pharmacy in the wee hours for pepto… He was calling hospitals and I was telling him to hang up… I knew what was in me had to hurry up and pass… But the pain kept me moving from room to room… Curling up and walking the floors with the worst case of stomach cramps. He thought it was my kidneys or something… I told him about the cabbage after he recapped what I ate that day. I told him the cabbage and Ice- cream must not have liked each other.
We finally fell asleep about 3:30 AM… I don’t remember Sunday – it was all so painfully fuzzy… I was in too much pain waiting for the change to come… Well it didn’t come until Monday morning… And here it is Tuesday afternoon… I’m still recovering… and scared to eat. So I am on a green tea detox and behaving.
Now I know you don't believe this is true but if you knew my friend you would. I could probably use this for a book or short story..Hmmmmm
Tell me what you think...post your comments
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8 comments:
I think she and I are related! Oh my!
Have a good one!
Abundant blessings,
Jenny
That made me hungry!
I think your friend's problem is not with food, but with her own discipline as is the case whenever we transgress the principles of God's word. I pray her strength in the Lord because although it is humorous, it is serious also for the obvious reasons of health and faithfulness.
Bro. Rick
Her stomach should have been hurting after all that. Greedy, greedy greedy!
Food can be such a comfort to us when we are incapable of really dealing with some underlying and maybe even hidden issues we have yet found the courage to confront. Examples of such issues could be loneliness, rejection, abandonment, and low self-esteem just to name a few. Often times these issues were born many years ago and like weeds they've caused our real beauty to be covered up or consumed by our fear and inability to cope. I do not know your friend therefore I cannot say she fits this bill. However, if she does, encourage her to seek counseling and press more into God by asking him to reveal "the truth" to her as well as prepare her to be able to finally resolve and bring closure to it.
I would say eat what you want you only live once and if you get sick from it just chalk it up as I had fun doing it. Live life and be happy. Like IHOP says ("Come hungry leave happy")
Michael G
Who else
Chat wit ya later sis.
THAT SOUNDS LIKE SOMEBODY THAT LIVES UP THE STREET FROM ME, IN NORRISTOWN
Well, it sounds like to me she lived and she learned. Hopefully this experience will stay with her and she will be reminded of the way she felt if she ever went there again.
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