This title makes me chuckle, and I felt that it was befitting.
Let me try to somewhat explain. I have given-up fast food. Specifically fast food burgers, sandwiches and fries. I also no longer drink pop. (I refuse to call it soda, btw.) A couple of months ago, I was on a road trip. I failed to plan, and was stuck, in the middle of nowhere with nothing to eat. So I had to eat some fast food. Well, I knew that I hadn’t had fast food in months, and I also knew that I was starving, and really didn’t have too many alternatives on the highway when it came to eating.
Remember, this blog is about LOVE. I believe that the best way to attract a mate-or people- to you, is by exhibiting how IN LOVE you are with yourself. When we eat healthy, we show that we love and respect our bodies. Those around you understand that this is a vital part of your life, and they know not to disrespect you, because YOU don’t disrespect you. It’s quite simple.
Well, back to the junior Whopper. I ate the Whopper. Tore that thing up, chile. It was good; lettuce, tomato, onions, mayo, ketchup, and whatever that meat is. Anyway, that thing was good.
I ate it…and for the next 6 days, I didn’t eat anything else. No solids. Soup was even hard for the first 3 days. Lord, what have I done for You to have forsaken thee???
And the way that my mind works, as I was trying to nurse myself back to some sort-of health, I began to think. (Because, quite frankly, I couldn’t do much else.) How many times have we found ourselves out of a relationship, and you end-up “talking” to someone new “just because.” You know, because they were There.
No, they aren’t befitting as a perfect mate; not even a good mate. But, it’s about immediate gratification. They fit what you need right now.
Sure, at first, everything is fine. They may look good, smell good, and even FEEL good. BUT. Then comes the aftershock. Just like that Whopper Jr., it comes back to bite you, even harder than if you just would have dealt with the lonely period-or the hunger period. The storm may last for a night, but not a lifetime. So why do we create our own man-made floods outta the storms?
I hear lots of women talk about “Mr. Right Now.” For some reason, this NEVER works for me. “Mr. Right Now” suddenly realizes that he is lucky as shet, and doesn’t seem to want to let me go. Then, I find myself stuck with what seemed like something good for that moment, and steadily cleaning up what’s left because of it.
See, when I love, that’s what I do: love. I don’t know how to give partial love. So, I end up giving Mr. Today, what I’d normally give Mr. Forever. So you know what that means…(or do you?)
Either way, do know this. I have committed to no more Fast Food, and I mean it. If my body reacts that strangely to fast food after a hiatus, it’s because it KNOWS something ain’t right. So I’ll listen to my Digestive System.
And while I’m listening to my body, I’ll listen to my Heart too. No “Mr. Right Nows” for me, because I’m worth more than a $1 menu Whopper Jr.
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