“I had a piece of _____, and now I feel so guilty.” Fill in the blank with cake, pizza, bread, pie, candy, etc. Usually a carb of some form. I hear people, mostly women, say this all the time, and I just don’t get it.
Guilt has a place in our lives. If we do something really bad, we should feel bad about it.
Killing someone is really bad. Lying, cheating, scheming, scamming, swindling, stealing, hurting, back stabbing, front stabbing, even coveting thy neighbor’s ass. Bad.
Pizza is not really bad. Even if it’s thick crust with extra cheese and pepperoni. It’s just a handful of calories, some carbs, protein and fats, that will be digested and pooped out in a matter of hours. It does no lasting damage.
You know what causes lasting damage? Guilt. Feel guilty enough about unimportant crap like a slice of pizza and you’ll get an ulcer. Then you’ll feel guilty because you hurt yourself by feeling guilty, and your ulcer will get an ulcer. Then you’ll feel bad about that, too. Not to mention that the tomato sauce on the pizza will aggravate your ulcer and your ulcer’s ulcer. So it’s best to not get one in the first place.
You know before you eat something if you’re going to regret it. If you’re going to feel bad about it, don’t eat it! If you’re eating because of stress or sadness, don’t eat it! A brisk walk around the block will serve you better. Get some fresh air. Get a sweat going. Get your heart rate pumping. Endorphins are your friends.
If you’re going to eat it, enjoy it. Only eat it if you’re going to thoroughly and completely enjoy it. Immerse yourself in the moment. Enjoy every bite, every drop, every crumb. Lick your lips afterwards, close your eyes, lean your head back, kick off your shoes, and wiggle your toes.
If you eat something and do happen to regret it, consider it a lesson learned. Don’t do it again. Simple as that. It’s not a failure, just a learning experience. Hopefully a delicious learning experience. Certainly not something to feel guilty about.