I don't hoard food. But I can't throw anything away until it went bad. Even if it is just half a serving. Until it goes bad I have to keep it. Even if I know I don't want to eat it. I hope James will eat it. Of course he doesn't. Once it goes bad, it's out. But as long as it techically good still...different story. I have finally learned to not eat the left overs off the kids plates.
When we go out to eat, I have to eat it all. Today we went to a fast food place. Fortunately I didn't order anything. The kids and James left enough for a whole meal. I can't. I simply can't. I payed for it. The stuff was expensive. People starve every day. I simply can't throw it away.
I wonder if that has to do with my hoarding.
Realizing I was a hoarder was both a shock and a relief. A shock, because nobody wants to have a mental disorder. A relief, because my situation finally had a name. I found people who could relate. Knowing the problem helps solving it. I can step aside and look at the situation from a more neutral point of view. Why am I blogging about it? 2 reasons. 1. Putting my thoughts into words helps me think more clearly. 2. If this helps just one, who is like me, see the light it was more than worth it!
Your post is something I can relate to! I have the same problem with not wanting to throw anything away in terms of food, but didn't even put it together that it ties in with hoarding until I read your post. Thank you for your insight! :) I've been struggling with changing how much food I order or prepare, so that there are no leftovers, or choosing food that can be stored for long periods. Not perfect, still working on it, but it's been helping somewhat…
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