What is it about the holidays that makes some of us want to stuff our faces beyond the realms of common sense? I can't speak for anyone else, but for me I think that part of it is the prospect of eating lip-smacking delicacies that I don't consume until the appropriate season. So, some the attitude is, "Hey, I'm not going to eat stuff like this until next winter, so just eat it."
The real problem (at least for me) is that the food becomes a substitute for closeness. In other words, the anxiety surrounding food that's already a daily struggle is combined with overwhelming feelings of insecurity and the understanding that I'm going to go home (or wait for people to leave if they are at my home) and berate and judge myself for everything I said, did, or didn't say or do.
So, stuffing is easier (no necessarily better). It's a preemptive strike against the mental chaos that delays the inevitable.
May be I need to declare a "No stuff holiday" that has nothing to do with decluttering or limiting purchases.
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In case you missed it:
- My latest Weekly Digest: "Days 03 & 04 - Help Wanted: The Weekly Digest [40 Days of Gratitude 2024]," is here.
- My latest First Line Friday Post: "#25: The Legend of the Monk and the Merchant" is here.
- My latest Wednesday Hodgepodge post, "Days 12 & 13 - Caught in a Snare," is here.
- My latest book review of Good to Great is here.
- My "24 in 2024" list is here.
- My 2024 reading challenge: "Full Shelf Challenge V.2" is here.
Good to see you back on FMF. It's been a long time.
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