When people talk about listening to their bodies, I imagine it’s something like this:
But to me, it’s like this:
Actually, it’s more like this:
Even if I’m sick, my body won’t change it’s tune.
But then, I see my boyfriend snacking on a carrot, because his body asked him to, and it reminds me… my body talk is off.
At this point, however, the damage is done.
The cookie has won.