Americans arguably are programmed to overeating at Thanksgiving, but most people seem to emerge relatively unscathed from the experience.
There's something giddy and mischievous and basically harmless breaking this one meal-annual, a communal and comfortingly something vague about Roman food coma the whole family down. You can resume Your normal intake level the next day. A good time had by all, no real damage.
And then there are those who will perhaps overeating but not really enjoy–or really wouldn't enjoy it. Because food and weight issues that worry Americans most women at least peripherally, it is safe to guess that many people were simultaneously party and self-hatred for it — or don't eat to avoid that self-loathing–will be women.
It shouldn't be this way, right? Why is it so difficult to treat as averaging Thanksgiving dinner party, eat what you are comfortable with, leave what you don't focus on the people around you from the contents of your plate? Why this particular opportunity to eat You consume (not vice versa)? It's just food, right?
Because the idea was very hard to believe, let alone Act on, on Thanksgiving, The Huffington Post talk intuitive eating. "