Obsessed:
Preoccupy or fill the mind of someone or something continually, intrusively and to a troubling extent.
Food is all around me. I smell it, I hear it, I see it as its passes my neighbours lips. Its like an obsession, I can't get away from it. My mind constantly plagues me about food. Do I have enough? What should I eat? What about later? What's for dinner? Tomorrow's breakfast? It takes me back to the days when I didn't care if I ate or not. I would go for hours and hours on very little and even nothing at all. Sometimes I would reach a euphoric zen-like peace of not even wanting food at all. It would scare me at times yet it felt good. I didn't care or obsess about food and eating like I do now, look how far I have fallen! I say fallen because fear is never an accomplishment. I was ruined.
A year ago I called this obsession, "foodie"..but now I realize that I'm not just a foodie. Sure I love food and I have opened my pallet to various flavours and food cultures over the years but I am more that...I'm obsessed. A true foodie, I think is one who appreciates food in all its glory but does not let it intrude on everyday living and most certainly does not result in fear if not consumed.
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