RIDICULOUS SELF INDULGENCE

I think one of the hardest things about trying to switch to an "eat when you're hungry" mentality is that I still don't really know when I'm hungry. I'm getting much better at recognising hunger signals and not compulsively ignoring them, but after years of feeling terrible, gnawing, aching hunger and treating it as background noise, nothing that I feel now actually registers with me. I haven't felt what I would call ""proper hunger"" for a while, and it makes it almost harder to realise that I *am* hungry.

sorry i covered your neck in dark hickeys and clamped down hard on your throat like limp prey while i was giving you a handjob. you whimpered a little too soft and i blacked out and believed myself to be a feral dog in possession of an entire rotisserie chicken

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