Now that I found myself less hollow and actually filled with cellulites, flesh and bones, certain terms have been one of my biggest enemies. Once and once again, I endure instant pricks, no not pricks, instant stabs into my actually solid self. Then, I am left alone, lying in a pool of dripping substance, suffering from the aftermath of the stabs; the stinging pain.

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Choosing Chews

I came across this article on Reader's Digest the other day.

According to a Chicago area psychotherapist, food choices can show your mood.

People who are often angry eat meat, which they can chew aggressively.

Prefer 'Bulky' food such as pasta or rice.You might be lonely. You are empty, so you want something that makes you feel full.

Stressed out? You might reach for chips or crackers. The same glands that pump adrenaline can generate salt cravings.

People who are sad, often opt for 'comfort food' such as ice cream or macaroni and cheese.

Gobble bread or doughnuts? Foods that are carbohydrate rich and provide quick satisfaction are often favourites of the sexually frustrated.
You want something that slides down easy, no hassle, it just feels good and is there for you.

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Listen to Your Heart

Yes love, I am trying so haarrddd to listen. The fact is I can't seem to hear anything nice and clear. I guess I am just deaf, or rather, I lack the guts to follow the whispers of my heart.