Food Frustrations and Query Preparations

I sometimes feel as if I’m destined to always have a dysfunctional relationship with food.

Granted, growing up my relationship with food was pretty typical–and there was a period in my early twenties, shortly after I went vegan, when I genuinely enjoyed food and reaped the benefits of a nourished body and mind. But I don’t really remember the former, and the latter lasted so briefly that, in the scheme of things, it seems like a mere drop in the ocean, a fleeting taste of what could have been–an...