Well, I'm lying in bed after my first day of not eating anything. I'm actually not as hungry as I thought I would be. I suspect I'll be hearing my stomach growl hard tomorrow. It hasn't said anything yet... you think it would after a day of no solids. I think this is quite possibly the first time my stomach has gone a whole day without food.
I woke up at around 8:30 to appease my mom by going to church. To and fro, I looked at the restaurant signs, picturing all the delicious breakfast options I could be enjoying. I'm progressively becoming a better vegetarian, but when I saw that Bojangles offers breakfast (fried chicken and biscuits) holy crap that never sounded so good in my life. And I've never even been to Bojangles! All the different desires that popped into my head today, they were so diverse in substance, I didn't really care what it was or how bad it would be for me. I just know I CRAVED it. Sushi. Reese's pieces. Burger King Dollar menu. Popcorn. I stuck my face in a jar of peanuts to let the smell intoxicate me..started drooling immediately. I didn't see all of those cravings on TV or around the house, the food themselves were linked with other thoughts I was having throughout the day, non-food related. As a sort of bodily response to the emotion behind the thought..kind of like how when alcoholics have thoughts they can't deal with
emotionally, their bodies naturally develop the sense to fill the void of their thoughts with alcohol.
Food really does have the same effect.
There are just so many different foods we consume, we can't really tell feel how each individual meal affects us physio-and-psychologically.
So from Day 1's standpoint, hunger is nearly all psychological.
I will continue fasting for the next six days with water and freshly extracted orange juice. I hope I can sleep.
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