Due Date: Friday, January 17.
An obsession cannot be pleasing. You are consumed without much self-restraint.
A fixation with sex or money are definite no-nos. If I were obsessed with sex, I would constantly over-analyze and exaggerate. I might think a kind gesture is only out of pity. If the person isn’t “in the mood,” I’d think the person was indifferent or bored with me. I might fantasize about great sex, and worry about doing something wrong. Either way, when we did have sex, something would be wrong. I would constantly research sex rules, watch porn to adopt fun techniques. I might, God forbid — but this is an obsession, right? — even cheat on my significant other to practice. Sex would be a crippling chore.
An obsession with money will also rip apart my life. It destroys lives every day. Many people believe high economic status equals success. This drives them to constantly work — they come home tired and grumpy. They shut themselves away from others. They receive so much and yet need more. I might scam. I might steal. I might do things I don’t want to do. I might become a hermit, forget to eat, forget to sleep, and probably get a bladder infection.
Fixating on sports scares me, too. For one thing, I hate that parents hound their children over their performance. It’s tough enough to struggle with fitting in and dealing with social pressures; they don’t need adults bullying them to become professional athletes. I would obsess over my weight, my endurance, my talent. I may pay off or sleep with judges. I might experiment with drugs. I may just sabotage other athletes.
Therefore, a fixation on food seems to be the lesser of the evils. I see this going two ways: I’m obsessed with consuming the correct amount/type of food. I only buy locally and organic products. I weigh out everything. I count everything. Or, I may obsess over consuming food. I’ll eat when I’m full, or when I’m upset, or when I’m happy, or when I’m indifferent. And I won’t stop when my heart begins to fail.
I choose to be obsessed with food. At least it’s mostly a solo journey.
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