> If you're not eating every other day you can still go to the eating place and sit with folks. It sounds like you can't really sympathize because you haven't

> If you're not eating every other day you can still go to the eating place and sit with folks. It sounds like you can't really sympathize because you haven't experienced this, but I can help you empathize if you're interested. Context, I've moved from between 16% and 30% bodyfat several times in the last 15 years, I've struggled with weight my whole life. For some overweight people, like me, there's a high willpower cost to avoiding food that's present. A strategy for weightloss that's worked for me is to simply remove all snacks from the house, and when I order food, order an appetizer only, or, if I'm with someone, slide half my food onto their plate. If I have to, I'll try to eat half, and then right away ask the waiter to box up the rest or whatever. Seems silly, right? Why not just take a look at my plate, make a rational evaluation of the calories there, and only eat until I hit within my calorie budget? I'm perfectly capable of making that calculation, I've been counting calories for a decade, I'm pretty darn accurate at this point. So why don't I just do that? Why don't I just work out every day? Why don't I just study my mandarin flashcards every day like I know I need to? Why don't I always put my clothes away as soon as I take them out of my dryer? I don't have a catchall answer, all I know is that for whatever reason, some or all humans have gaps between their ideal self and their true self, and sometimes you gotta do silly tricks to jump those gaps. A silly trick that works for me is keeping food I shouldn't eat, out of site. So TLDR when I'm hardcore dieting, going to an eating place with the intention of not eating is an extremely exhausting exercise. There's many opportunities for me to fail there, from when I sit down everyone's looking at the menu (maybe if I just get something small, maybe if I just eat half it's ok) through to when food and drinks come (well I can snack on some of the shared appetizer, that's no big deal). I will quite literally catch my eyes darting from whoever I'm conversing with to a plate of fries again and again. Every single time it happens I have to tell myself "no," with the full list of rational reasons why that "no" is more important than my impulsive desire borne from both hunger and just like, mouth boredom or whatever, to eat the fry. So knowing that about myself, when I'm hardcore dieting, I just try to avoid setting myself up to fail like that, and thus, it's a socially isolating time. Especially when I lived in the USA and outside of like, rock climbing and motorcycling, there was basically no time people got together that didn't involve food, cause you had to drive or whatever and your hangout time would probably overlap with a meal or two.