I am semi-fasting and eating only raw foods. I eat when my body tells me to eat. If my body does not tell me to eat, then I do not eat. My body does not insist on me eating when I am fasting. Some days I do not eat at all. It is up to my body.
Having an individual eating schedule does not work with social functions—especially when the hosts insist that I eat the “trouble” they went to.
“But I told you not to worry about food for me. I told you that I was likely not going to eat.”
“I know you told me that, but I went to a lot of trouble to prepare this meal for you. It will be good for you because you’re not eating properly. Blah Blah Blah.”
And then the hosts will plop a massive serving on my plate and guilt me into eating it.
“You’re being rude if you don’t eat what I went to a lot of trouble preparing for you.”
My solution? Say no to invitations where food is a factor. That is most invitations. By not going, no one can force me to eat when I do not feel like eating. Also, I will not get lectured about how my diet is not healthy for me.
I have a birthday soon. The only reason I am having a birthday is that I kept breathing and eating occasionally. No other talent was required. And for my birthday I want a quiet day without incident. But the same people who force-fed me at their social functions insist on celebrating my birthday with a party.
“But I do not want a party. I want a quiet day without incident.”
“Oh, you can’t do that. We have to have a party for you.”
“I don’t want a party. It’s my birthday. Why can’t I do what I want?”
And these same people do not stop asking after I have said “No, thank you.” twenty-thousand times.
I am sticking to my diet. I will not put myself in situations where people insist that I eat. And I know that if I agreed to attend a birthday party in my honor, I would hear, “Oh, you got to have some cake! I made it especially for you. It’s got bananas in it.”
No, thank you. No, thank you. No, thank you.
I will spend my birthday having a quiet day without incident.
