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<p>Today, I'm talking about a relationship you probably don't think about much. It's not with your partner. Or your kids. Or even your dog.</p> <p>It's your relationship with your <em>kitchen</em>. </p> <p>Maybe you're home most of the day, working, retired, raising kids, or you walk in the door after work and immediately hear it whisper.</p> <p>"<em>Hey girl… come on in. I got exactly what you need</em>."</p> <p>You're not crazy. My kitchen used to talk to me, too. </p> <p>And that bitch was <em>loud</em>.</p> <p>Some days, I swore if I could just rip it out of my house, I'd stop overeating. But your kitchen isn't the problem. It's just where you <em>end up</em> after something inside you gets triggered.</p> <p>If you're not hungry but still find yourself drawn to the kitchen like a moth to a flame, you're probably bored, looking for a break, or trying to take the edge off some feeling you haven't even named yet.</p> <p>So, no, the kitchen isn't your enemy. But it <em>is</em> time to ...