I don't even know how to describe this without sounding dramatic, but here goes.
I'm 6 weeks into semaglutide 0.5mg. The nausea, the appetite suppression β yeah, I expected all that. What I did NOT expect was the silence.
My entire adult life, there has been a running monologue in my head about food. What am I eating next. When is lunch. Should I have that thing. Don't have that thing. Okay have half. No, the whole thing. Feel guilty. Repeat. It was CONSTANT. I thought that was just... being a person? Like I genuinely believed everyone walked around with this nonstop food chatter.
Week 3, I was sitting at my desk at work and realized an hour had passed and I hadn't thought about food once. Not once. I actually started crying at my desk because I didn't know my brain could do that.
Is this what thin people feel like all the time? Is this what "normal" is? Because if so, I am grieving every year I spent white-knuckling it thinking I just lacked willpower.
Anyone else experience this? The quiet?