Here's the thing about food...

It let's us convince convince ourselves things are ok for far too long.

Take away the numbing effect, the ability to check out, to lose ourselves in the food and pretend that we don't in fact need to lose that 40 lbs, or talk to the friend whose relationship has been fractured ever since she lent you that money 4 months ago, even though you paid her back.

So take away the food and the ability to bolt from your very own life, and you find yourself (after the headaches, the coffee withdrawls, the temper tantrums) back at the centre of yourself.

Which is really fucking scary, btw.

And really fucking awesome.