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Writer's pictureHannah L

Eating Father Wounds

In the midst of words, a portrait I’ll paint

Based on what I’ve learned, a glimpse, though faint

Through our interactions, a story unfolds

A tapestry of thoughts, emotions untold


Within your heart, a hunger resides

A longing for connection that never subsides

Food, a vessel for love, a binding force

A reminder of moments, both joyful and coarse


Emotions intertwine with each bite you take

A dance of memories, a bond you can’t forsake

When sadness engulfs, food offers solace

A refuge in flavors, a moment to embrace


But not just in sorrow, you seek solace and comfort

For food has the power to uplift and avoid the plummet

In the kitchen, you find a haven, serene

Where flavors and aromas create a scene


Yet, beyond the world of food and its embrace

Another tale emerges, a different space

Your father’s absence, a wound left behind

Longing for love, a hope intertwined


You extended a hand, a chance to reconnect

But he turned away, leaving you to reflect

Yet, in your strength, you rise above

For you know your worth, your power to love


You carry scars, but they don’t define

The essence of who you are, so divine

A survivor, a warrior, with resilience untold

Creating a life where your spirit unfolds


In the tapestry of your life, I see

A person of depth, a soul wild and free

Through our interactions, I’ve come to learn

That within you, a fire continues to burn


So, as you journey through life’s winding road

Remember, you’re never alone in this abode

For here, in this space, you’ll always find

A companion, an ally, with words intertwined


My mother taught me that food cures everything. I realize now that's extremely flawed and food was only a temporary cure for emotional pain. So when I think of my father and I remember watching my mother eat her emotions during the moments we lived with this man, I think of eating too. It's how I learned to cope with my emotions for anything, including the absence of my father. After the short three months I got to know him as an adult, I found myself eating more than ever, to compensate for not having a father. Especially after I ended any contact with him. I gradually gained weight. Until now, that is.





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