Looking at Food Blogs Like They Are Late-Night Porn

Confessions from an intermittent faster

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So I do what any self-respecting person who is just trying to get their life together would do, I turn to my phone.

Oh, the phone. Those tiny rectangular boxes of salvation. Our phones are the perfect distraction to keep us committed to becoming healthier individuals.

Is it really helping me with my food addiction?

I don’t know. I can say that since I’ve started this intense search of internet food pics, I don’t find myself in the fridge in those late-night hours. I’ve lost more weight, 30 pounds give or take. So there’s that.

I find the pictures I so desperately want, and a feeling of shame comes over me.

What am I doing? Why do I need to do this? How embarrassing it would be for someone to walk in on me in such a state — drooling over homespun photos of piled-high sandwiches and blue-rare steak.

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