I hate food.  Literally, I hate food.  Why?  Well, like any “addict” I hate the thing that my body “loves”.  So, every morning, when it is breakfast time, I feel miserable.  Why?  Well, as long as I “put off” eating, I don’t have to DEAL with food.  If I skip breakfast, I can just wait until lunch, and then I can DEAL with food.  But, when I eat breakfast, which I KNOW is good for me, I have to start DEALING with food, thinking about food, preparing food.  Seriously, I hate food.