We were making meatballs when it was finally actually spoken out loud. They are for dinner later in the week, meatball sandwiches. I asked him how big he wanted me to roll them.
“Don’t make them too small, but not super big,” he suggested. “If you make them too small, you’ll feel like you’re eating too many, but if you make them bigger, you’re going to feel like you can’t have more than one. Go medium, you can cut them in half and feel ok.” I must have been smirking a bit at his observation because he said, “go on, tell me that’s not what you’re thinking.”
He knows me too well sometimes.
“That’s not exactly what I was thinking,” I said. “I was thinking ‘it’s not an eating disorder, it’s more like disordered eating habits‘.”
Hi. I’m Crystal, and I have a problem with food.
