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.