Whether I’m busy at work meaning I can’t take a lunch, or I’m driving and there’s no food in sight, if I am hungry and can’t eat, I’m hangry.

My friends and coworkers know it, too. I’m what they call a broadcaster. I will tell anyone and everyone who will listen about my food-related woes. Anybody within 10 feet of me knows if I’m hungry. I will complain until I’m in the act of consuming food.

I must eat breakfast every morning, lunch every day, and dinner every evening. Sometimes, I need snacks during the day. Maybe if I have a huge brunch and huge dinner that can suffice. If it’s late at night and I haven’t eaten since dinner, sometimes my stomach will keep me awake. I’ve had to go to the kitchen to make some sort of snack so that my stomach has something to do while I try to fall asleep.

I try not to get snippy. It doesn’t always work. There are days when something I can't control is keeping me from eating, and I am not pleased. You will hear about it. I start telling people not to mess with me or I will eat THEM.

Sometimes I boo-hoo about how weak I am because my stomach is eating itself from the inside out. It's pitiful how much complaining I do.

When I think about all this whining and complaining and not keeping to my feeding schedule, I remember that there are people starving in the rest of the world. There are people starving in my community. They don't have the luxury of popping into the kitchen for a late night snack or grabbing something out of the vending machine at work. So I'm trying more and more to stop the hangry. Or at least to limit the hangry. Wish me luck!