Physical Hunger and Mental Hunger

One of the biggest changes I’ve noticed is that physical hunger is much quieter.

I can go surprisingly long periods without eating.

One day I had cornflakes at around 10am and didn’t eat again until about 7:30pm.

Previously, I’d have expected to be absolutely ravenous. I would probably have got home from work and searched for a snack or two to tide me over before dinner.

Instead, I simply wasn’t particularly hungry.

That is a strange experience.

But there’s another side to it.

My brain hasn’t stopped wanting things.

I’ve had evenings where I’ve finished dinner, my stomach feels completely satisfied, and my brain starts:

There’s crisps in the kitchen.

Then:

There’s chocolate.

Then:

There’s a Pepperami.

It’s not hunger.

I know it’s not hunger.

That’s the problem.

Knowing doesn’t make it easy.