Some people say that “you are what you eat” which is a really nice saying which has nothing to do with what I’m going to write about, but I thought it was cute :). Anyway, what I want to talk about today is how important eating is. Now, to be able to talk about eating, first of all I have to admit to myself that I’m not much of an eater, I just don’t have much of an appetite, though I envy those who eat food as if it’s the best thing they’ve ever tasted and I know that at times I’ve also ordered what they are eating so, I’m not missing out on anything..but..my facial expressions aren’t anything like the reactions that the others give when eating. Infact, I’m pretty sure that I could put someone off eating by the way I eat. Eating with pleasure is something that I can’t do, that’s probably because I only eat to stay alive. I forget to eat if I don’t see someone eating or if I have something better to do, usually I end up really tired like yesterday and I sit wondering what’s wrong with me-duh I have to eat!
So I was hungry, hmm not a first and not a huge problem, it’s happened before, I can handle it. I’m wondering around Tunalý trying to decide what I want- it went something like this “too fatty, too much red meat, not enough variety, too oily, too many people” by the time I was finished I realized that there were no restaurants or food places left. I had somehow found a fault in every single one. Ha! Like I’m some kind of food critic who has incredibly good taste. But noo.. so I get angry for no reason and I decide that “hey I’m not going to eat, why should I ruin my body with unhealthy food”.
But I always seem to forget that when I don’t eat (which goes the same for you as well, don’t forget!), I become a very annoying person. The first stage is that I feel really weak and tired, but that passes in an hour and then the second stage starts, which is the scarier one “the snapping at everyone and naturally being a annoying person”. My friend would be saying something and I would be talking in such a tone that I sounded as if I hated her. To solve this problem I thought hey, if I stay quiet and talk less maybe it will pass, that’s where stage three begins, giving dirty and mean looks to those walking on the street. I coincidently looked at a store mirror and I looked like I was going to war. Freeeeeedoom. I was able to get home safely and without getting into a fight but stage four is exhaustion, feeling tired is nothing compared to feeling angry, annoyed, hungry and tired all at the same time.
My roommate, realizing that I had forgotten to eat again made me some stuff, and that’s when I once again realized that food is music for the soul. How can eating make a person feel happy? I just don’t get it. So that means that if you’re dieting and not eating, then people stay away from you! Warning! Hang around people who eat, they are much more enjoyable :).
Sibel Muradoðlu (ELIT/IV)
