Since moving home for the Summer, and with the availability of a kitchen over my mini fridge and microwave in my dorm, I have decided to cultivate a new relationship with food.
Rather than eating leftovers or frozen meals, I have decided to take the time to prepare my food to prove to myself that I matter, and so does the fuel that I put in my body. This means that I take the time to prepare something for myself that I know I will enjoy, so when I eat, I can appreciate the food that I am putting into my body rather than using food as a way to abuse my body.
Throughout the past month or so, I have even started to experiment with certain recipes and presentations of food so it looks beautiful and pleasing to the eye. Although this is still a journey for me, I am learning that food is so much more than what I ever thought it could be.
Food is color, taste, smell, texture, and food can be enjoyable and delicious if I choose to treat it as such.
Instead of fearing food and the power I thought it had over me, I took the power back and created something beautiful in something that I once feared.
Food does not have the power, I do.
Our busy lives and and the abundance of quick, convenient food options make it easy to mindlessly consume without stopping to think if what we are eating (or not eating) actually serves our bodies.
I agree that taking the time to actually prepare food for yourself that you truly enjoy is an expression of self love. This is when food becomes nourishment (for both body and soul) rather than simply sustenance. This realization has been an important foundation of my own recovery.
This was such a powerful article. Not only was it about the touchy subject that is food, but it was so well written and a joy to read. It filled me with inspiration, thank you for sharing! X