The other night, after eating a normal U.S. meal, I got sick. Each time I return to the USA, I eat too much – there is too much food in the USA for me.
I have lived outside the USA now for over 15 years in countries where there is not much food selection. There just is not much on the menu. A person has to eat what is available and be happy. I seldom overeat. It is difficult to stuff myself because one gets bored with eating the same foods.
Yet inside the USA, there is such an overabundance of food – it is amazing. When I return to the USA, I am anxious; I find myself continuously thinking about food I have not eaten for months. I left the USA in October 2013 and returned May of 2013 after seven months abroad. After so much time away, one thinks he deserves a good meal.
The other night, I ate an ordinary U.S. meal – nothing large, just normal. (In fact I, often eat less than other people around me.) Yet, upon driving home, I remembered there was ice cream in the freezer, and thought to myself, “What the hell, I have not eaten ice cream in months.”
I ate a big bowl of ice cream, and a few minutes later, it was as if there was a volcano in my stomach. All these foods reacted, and the food was being rejected. My stomach refused to keep it, and I vomited.
I truly believe that after living outside the USA for over 15 years and only coming here to visit, my stomach is different. I no longer have an American stomach. It is the stomach of a person from underdeveloped countries.
I am not complaining. I am half the size of people around me, and everyone my age is older than me. …