Fullness used to really scare me. It's so temporary though. Even after a huge dinner at a Mexican restaurant and getting extremely full, I guarantee you I'll be physically, stomach-growling hungry for breakfast in the morning. Why was fullness so scary? Not because of the feeling itself but because the feeling used to cause my mind to spin out of control with EPIC storytelling sessions. Past/future. In the past, when I felt full, it meant (in my crazy, unquestioned thought vomit) that I was fat, worthless, desperate, out of control, broken, shameful, unlovable, weak, and hopeless. It meant that I would never be lean or fit, never fit in my clothes, never be happy, and never succeed at anything. So, yeah, no pressure there!
The problem wasn't fullness though. The problem was my unquestioned thinking.
Do you know what my thoughts are now when I find myself uncomfortably full, even temporarily?
Crickets. LOL Peaceful silence.
I don't form any thoughts or tell myself any stories about it, just like I don't spin nightmare scenarios when I sneeze or yawn, and I don't feel unduly triumphant and in control when I hiccup, which would be every bit as ridiculous as feeling triumphant and in control when I'm hungry. If I stay in the moment and don't go off into past/future stories, there's never anything dramatic happening. Since I'm not emotional and reactive, my behaviors tend to be more positive, more in line with my values, and they produce better results. There were times in the past when being full from a restaurant meal would have led to coming home and eating more all evening (because logic!) and then planning to starve myself the next day, resulting in more overeating, more plans to restrict, and even more overeating. See how it's better to just eat the chimichanga? :-)