I’m ridiculously bad at dealing with hunger. My husband makes fun of it all the time. Skipping breakfast brought me to tears on a few different occasions, so I don’t ever that unless I absolutely must. But every now and then I might skip lunch for various reasons, and then suddenly around 3pm I feel like the whole world is falling apart.
I'm just like you. Eating is an act of compassion towards my family. Hangry is enemy number one.
I've also done self imposed fasting, besides religious ones. I've noticed 1) Caffeine withdrawal is evil. But on self-imposed fasts I would drink coffee and would be fine. 2) When I know I'm fasting and expect to be hungry I get less angry. But I haven't found the capacity for tranquility to be transferable for non-fasting days. Maybe I needed more? Or to meditate hungry?
I'm just like you. Eating is an act of compassion towards my family. Hangry is enemy number one.
I've also done self imposed fasting, besides religious ones. I've noticed 1) Caffeine withdrawal is evil. But on self-imposed fasts I would drink coffee and would be fine. 2) When I know I'm fasting and expect to be hungry I get less angry. But I haven't found the capacity for tranquility to be transferable for non-fasting days. Maybe I needed more? Or to meditate hungry?