not eating

You know they say a healthy body equals a healthy mind, and to an extent I believe in it.

I haven’t been eating much, I mean it is covid so my meal choices are very limited but that doesn’t excuse how less I’ve been eating.

Day by day I notice I eat less, I’ve gotten to the point where I suppose even one meal consisting of maybe 400 calories is all I eat in a day, trust me I burn at least 3 times that, just through the strain I put on my body.

I feel myself collapsing slowly, going from hungry to tired, to not hungry anymore. I don’t crave food, could it be attributed to the sobriety the change in appetite, maybe but even before then I was consuming such less food in a day that I would pass out from smoking too much.

Which is insanely scary, no matter how cool the sensation of losing your senses one by one was, passing out is scary, you don’t know if you’ll wake up.

I suppose that part doesn’t matter.

Maybe I should keep certain things private, be more ambiguous, but to be honest, it’s a fucking blog… it’s my blog… if you don’t want to read it, you don’t have to, that doesn’t mean someone who creates something should stop creating it, just stop consuming it, like I have with food.