Tell me you read the sarcasm.
I have had a self discovery this morning. And no it wasn't as I catapulted myself at walls. I realized that I have a BIG problem with cleaning my plate. I'm seriously OCD about it. What I can't figure out is why. Why when I am comfortably full and still have half a plate of food left do I feel the uncontrollable NEEED to finish it? Even if I'm beyond stuffed and have a half a plate left I still HAVE to finish it. Why the compulsion? I logically know that nothing horrible or traumatic will happen if I don't finish it. I logically know that this isn't my last meal or even the last time I'll have this particular meal (whatever it may be), and yet I just can't stop myself. Just short of throwing the food on my plate in the garbage disposal the minute I'm satisfied, I don't know what to do and am consuming far more calories than necessary at any given meal forcing me to forgo healthy snacks to stay in my calorie range.
BTW thanks for all the awesome comments on my 20 week post. Off to get ready for my day.
The Fat Chick
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