||[Sep. 28th, 2007|04:36 pm]
On Thursday night I had a vivid dream. I was going to dinner with my co-worker, Gretchen. She had gotten some rice and lamb kabobs and they looked good. We went to this diner type place that had hot food for sale, kind of like a cafeteria style. I got some Orange Chicken (fried and sticky) and Cherry Pie that was all broken up. On top of that I ordered some pecan pie! Then I went to sit down, realized I couldn't eat it, and started trying to pick up to go boxes and every one I touched was sticky.
What a strange dream.
In the dream I never ate one thing, I just regretted everything I picked and wished I hadn't bought it. I wondered how Gretchen managed to pick something that both looked good and wasn't make her sick.
Armchair psychology welcome. :)
You're just having some mild subconscious doubts about your choices. And not all reated to food, though that is the form they took.
The stickyness can be an internal representation of your attachment to people in your life, and you subconsious issue with attachement due to parental issues.
As for Gretchen's plate....honey, the grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side!!! Or so we all think. :)
Diagnosis: You're not a nutter ;D
REalistic: you are going throuh a stressful patch in your life, and while happy, it is still stressful!! And your brain is using your still-existing (though probably more mild than they used to be) anxieties and worries about food to play it all out....all of which is just a process for your brain to work things through and perhaps bring them to your attention that you are indeed stressed.
Take some time for yorself sweetheart, take a deep breath...and just breathe =)
You know what is strange? I got into a situation like this in REAL life. I got some chicken from a food court that was way too breaded and fried and ended up eating the sushi and meat in sauce (unbreaded) from other friend's plate. Lucky me that they put up with my antics. :)
Lots of changes at work, but I have to say, my co-workers are the good constant, and always refreshing.
Then perhaps you were merely reliving such an odd moment ;)
Sometimes the absurdly obvious is correct, too, and not needed to be analyzed! =)
I am glad you do have so many constants (good frends and co-workers) around you. They are aHUGE bonus for your mental well being!
My friends have SO been there for me. Amy understands, having lost 130lbs herself. Bel was there for me when I was throwing up almost everything I ate and I just love how she treats me the same at any size. She sees ME and always has. Friends like that can't be bought. I'm very very lucky that special people seem to just find me in life.
We all need at least one or two of those kinds of people in or lives.
And it's just an added bonus when you have more than that =)
I'm equally as lucky, so I undersand!!!
btw, post for you in my blog...you'll love it ;)
I think it's all about sex. Yeah, call me Freud. Maybe that night you had had sex and tried different things that sounded fun, but left you feeling oversatiated and a part wishes that you had just done the usual. What you know will work.
Or maybe Craig's not getting enough oral;)
Oh, and you should have washed afterwards so that you weren't so sticky;)