I want to eat when I see pictures or vids of food or when I smell it. It doesn’t matter how stuffed I am. I’ll eat hungry or full,with little regard for the pain & misery. Food is my addiction. Since I was a child I was given food for more than fuel,strength,& survival. Food became my comfort,hug,& reward. Food became my security & my best friend,my companion,& my therapy. It became my celebration,my entertainment,& my safety. Food has always been here when I needed something. I eat to feel better. I guess food is a god & a savior,a lifeline. It medicates & soothes. I rarely eat when I am hungry. I eat to calm painful emotions & I eat cuz I can,cuz food is always available. I love the taste,smell,& texture of food…the way it feels in my mouth & when I swallow it…the feeling of it in my belly. Eating is a ritual…a sacred ritual…spiritual ecstasy.