I mean I don’t think it’s ever super easy to completely re-wire how you eat, but I didn’t expect it to affect my mood so much. Paired with how increasingly terrible the news is every day, this sucks!

I used to overeat as a vice. It was another drug like nicotine or alcohol; I used it to farm happy chemicals in my brain. Especially when I was bored or in a shitty mood. It’s hard to pout while you’re eating an entire large pizza. Afterwards? Not so much.

I don’t think I was hangry a day in my life until these last couple of months.

I’m down about 20lbs in a little over two months, which is a lot more and a lot quicker than I expected, so I’m not complaining. Or maybe I am. I’m just an ass sometimes now. I can’t imagine the discipline it would take to be 160 lbs with a six pack. Woof.