A Person on the Subway
I was on the subway and sitting next to a food addict. Yeah, yeah, I was totally taking inventory, but it was more in prayer. I could complete relate to this obese man as he continued to dig into his bag of chips. I wanted to say, “I know how you feel.” … of course I didn’t say anything! I know it is not my place. I was just thinking how nice it would have been for us to make eye contact and know we have the same problem with food. Different, but when it comes to the mental struggle, I am so right there. I wanted to hug him. I wanted to not offend and present some miracle solution. There are thousands of different “solutions” to try, but ultimately, it is up to G-d. I am not going to spread the word of “solutions” as though I am spreading a religion. I can pray for others and myself in private. If this lovely person was to randomly ask for help, I would have been there in a heart beat. Giving a phone number to food addicts would have been my first move. I can dream all I want, but in the end, I don’t have control over other people’s choices. I only hope this dear soul doesn’t suffer from the disease much longer. It is so painful - being in the food. Please, G-d, help anyone who is really struggling with their food problems right now.
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