One Way I Survive

I EAT.

I eat Dutch chocolate ice-cream with peanuts. I eat Ghiardelli squares in shiny red packets and multiple clementines. I eat corn chips. I eat bowls of cereal. I eat bowls of dreamsicle ice-cream.

I EAT HEALTHY FOOD, UNHEALTHY FOOD, AND FOOD I CONVINCE MYSELF IS HEALTHY.

I eat endless snacks. I drink endless cups of tea. I eat when no one is watching, and I eat when everyone is watching. I eat between meals. I eat at meals and late at night. I eat as I walk through the kitchen and I eat behind my childrens' backs.

Dark chocolate is a major food group. I blame my appetite on the baby inutero. I blame it on low blood sugar. I often give no excuse.

I see, I salivate, I consume.

Turkey sandwiches that belong to my husband. Orange slices that belong to my children.

How do I survive?

I EAT.