Ya know, you're allowed to eat! The question of "Can you WAIT to eat?" - which i always used to ask myself - probably is a hangover from my caregivers, for whom i was just an inconvenience. When i had to pee or poop was also inconvenient for them. My having a clean body was an inconvenience for them. My having long curly hair as a child was an inconvenience to them.

I even used to say to my last t, that i was allowed to eat, and he couldnt disguise his horror. He didnt get it. But he had grown up in a family that more than accommodated him. Not one where he had to hide.

Now that i am 70 and overweight and on certain meds, i have to head to the bathroom on time or else. No more "can you wait". I also have made it a habit to make breakfast and have coffee as soon as i wake up. I am entitled to a happy daily ritual. I need more. No more waiting to care for myself and Pamper(!) myself.