I define Emotional Hunger as hunger brought about by emotions, usually anxiety, sadness, or anger. Feelings that I used to squash by eating. Hunger where I never feel full...

Don’t know if any of you guys are dealing with this or not, but I've noticed some dramatic physiological changes in my body lately as I've begun to lose weight. I've had some weird aches and pains, and just felt a general heightened awareness and "aliveness..."

It is a clear, blue, optimistic sort of day, a perfect day to begin this journey.

I'm Jazz. It's not my real name, but it is how I feel. Or how I like to feel. Louis Armstrong once said, "if you have to ask what jazz is, you'll never know." I get that. I find that as a writer, which I am, listening to jazz while I work opens my head up in amazing ways. It gets those synapses crackling and wakes up my senses...