For the past 2 weeks I’ve tried my best to eat a mostly raw diet. But these last few days a slipped up and had some rice and beans. Each time I ate them I didn’t really feel great afterward, but I kept telling myself that eating this kind of food was normal. 

I started having strange feelings about admitting to myself that I want to eat a raw foods diet. I keep telling myself that it’s only temporary, until I lose extra weight, but I don’t think it is.

I feel the best when I’m eating this way, and every time I deviate from it I feel horrible. So why am I so sad about giving up cooked foods? 

Is it just the culture of food that I’m worried I’ll miss? Or is it the act of cooking (that I enjoy so much) that I don’t want to give up. Why am I getting tripped up on this?