Dear Food : Love, A Part Time Stress-Eater

Dear Food,
You have helped me get through some really gloomy dayssince as long as I remember. You were there as my "guilty pleasure", "soul food", "stress-buster", you name it. When nothing else seemed to work, you were there, constantly keeping me contented and drew me away from the state of turmult.

There were times when I'd be drained and worn out with all the crying and I'd gulp down an entire Red Velvet cake by myself, swallowing all the dreariness with every bite I took.On some days I'd feel so numb and deprived of emotions, I'd order a Biryani and eat up non-stop until I savour each and every spice going down my throat. Chocolates come in handy when all I want to do is curl up inside my blanket and do nothing.It just seems to be the only thing to do when I feel like my thoughts are eating away all my brain cells.

What I'm trying to say is that the relationship we have is exhilerating and it has just the right amount of sugar and spice. And I could not have imagined surviving the emotional roller coaster without you.

So I thank you for it.
But what I really hope is for you to come my way taking a more healthy turn now, as I've gained weight and I can't afford to keep doing so. There's no way I can go around carrying this sugar belly.

Love,
A Part Time Stress-Eater.