But if we were in a North Korean prison camp, there wouldn't be any time for boredom. And we'd be HUNGRY, too hungry to quibble about boring polenta and brown rice...we'd be more worried about dying. I mean, of course I know that if I had to, I could get something better than polenta and brown rice out of my cupboard, so in that way it may be more tormenting for us. But no, that's nowhere as bad as the torment of certain starvation. We've just never really experienced anything worse. This is the hardest thing I ever did, except maybe have a dog put to sleep. I am so much more spoiled than a N. Korean prisoner that there isn't even any comparison.
I know! I need someone to savagely beat me! To apply some psychological torture! to make me sleep in a coffin standing up on end! THEN my food issues won't be so bad!
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