How Food Leads to Happiness | New Age Creators

How Food Leads to Happiness | New Age Creators

January 29, 2020 87 By William Morgan


-For something so essential
to our very existence, our species has this warped
relationship with food. Instead of something rich
with stories, prepared with love
from ingredients around us, it has become sterile — highly processed sustenance
from a bag or can. We’ve swapped taste
for convenience, health for money. Somehow,
we’ve forgotten how to food. Growing up, I didn’t have a healthy relationship
with food. I was the chubby kid who felt
no one would ever like him. I ate far too much
unhealthy rubbish, as it made me feel better
temporarily. But deep down, I felt defeated. I believed there was
nothing that I could do about how I looked and felt because I didn’t know how. While I loved food, I didn’t really have an idea of what a healthy diet was. In high school,
I got hooked on energy drinks, downing near a liter
of synthetic alertness a day. It became my worst habit, and I began to rely on them
to concentrate in class. And like my energy levels,
my weight shot up. While I graduated with academic
and cultural success, I hated how I looked and felt, how I was always tired. I finally reached a point
where I knew I had to make meaningful change. Every day, I felt bad, and I wasn’t meant
to feel bad about me. I needed my relationship
to improve, so I decided to learn. Before,
food had been a private luxury, a secret I didn’t share. Instead, I began to cook
with friends and family, learning together
how food worked. I refused to accept the idea
that boys can’t cook or that our generation is
too busy to make our own food. We just aren’t
valuing it enough. Food became something social,
an activity to share that gave it far more meaning. I wish I cooked more
with friends, and one of my goals
is to make the time. My family got chickens,
cut down how much meat we ate, and made an effort
to be better with food. When you have
an actual connection with where your meal comes from, you tend to value it more. A 10-piece of chicken nuggets
seems like far more of a luxury when you know the real past. And eventually, I fell in love
with the vegetable aisle. Fresh produce became the base
of what I ate, and I felt a million times
better for it. I found cooking relaxing,
near therapy, and enjoyed the challenge
of balancing flavors, making vegetables taste great. And slowly,
as I learned to love real food, I learned to love myself. I didn’t have to be the fat kid
without a clue. I just needed to learn
how to food. I don’t think
I’ll ever know everything, but that’s the beauty of love. What does food mean to you? [ Upbeat folk music plays ]