Strange New World Pt. 1

 Caution yourselves

This poem has calorie and number talk but no mention of weight. Please read at your own risk and if you are struggling, please reach out to someone you trust. Sites such as NEDA have great information and offer lots of support for those suffering and I would encourage you to check them out if you or a loved one are struggling. Feedback is always appreciated.

Strange New World Pt. 1
1-9-2017

Food stops looking appealing. It is no longer a juicy burger and fries but a series of numbers.
1000.
200.
15.
It's no longer, "how much food did I eat" but "what were their numbers"
Because I can eat a couple slices of 40 cal multigrain bread and some applesauce pouches at 50 cals each. But place in front of me a warm skillet with veggies and eggs and I'll turn it away because of the 340 calorie content. But they're both "safe" right? One is more nutritional than the other. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter which one is more filling. Because it only matters which has fewer calories.
How little can I consume without killing myself?
I don't even recognize food anymore. Nope.
It's just numbers.
'a box of 120 calories per 3/4 cup'
'120 calories per bar'
'I ate 250 calories for breakfast'
'700 calories all day'
'50 for dinner'
And that's what it's like in this strange, new world. We no longer answer with, "Oh, I had a delicious blue berry muffin and ice cold glass of milk for breakfast!" Instead, we speak in a weird code where numbers explain consumption and determine our enjoyment.

Guys, please get help if you can relate to any of this even in the slightest. You do not want to be a part of this "world"-- it sucks (understatement). You deserve better. You deserve health. You deserve wellness.