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Originally Posted by mkendrick
I miss the guilt-free freedom and the instant satisfaction of devouring yummy things. Like with most things, it's easy to remember the "good times" fondly while the heart and mind glosses over the "bad times." That's how I remember my old eating habits. Food was like a bad friend but a loyal friend. And my oldest friend. It was never kind to me, but it was always around when I needed it. If I was bored, happy, sad, it was there, and it temporarily and superficially fulfilled whatever need I was feeling at the moment. But there were always consequences, and we all know those too well. As one might miss a friend who had been around forever, even if they weren't a good friend, that's how I miss food.
Great explanation! I understand so much better now

I didn't understand from your first post because personally, I look at that old bad friend and say "Good Riddance." and don't miss her one bit. She kept me down for far too long. I'm glad I never have to see her again. But I'm pretty hard-headed like that and of course, everyone is different!
You obviously know yourself very well. Hopefully in time, that friend will be a faded memory, like the "good ol days" of high school and you can remember the time fondly without wishing you could go back.