I totally feel ya. I am 11 days post op and I went shopping with my mom the other day. She was so hungry so I told her let's go have lunch. She ordered a sandwich and a cup a soup and I had just a cup of vegetable soup but mainly sip the broth. I was looking around the restaurant and everybody was so happy eating sandwiches, salad bar, baked potatoes and having soda. At first deep inside of me I felt like I made a mistake I'd rather be fat and eat ven tu have to suffer like this. But then a lady walked in the door around 400 pounds. She waddled to the counter and order The Lord of Meatballs subs with a salad bar that she loaded with cheese ranch and croutons. I watched her eat and she was not happy she was feeding an addiction. At that moment I was so happy that my broth filled me up. I was happy that I made the choice to change my life so that I was not her. Its hard to see other people doing things you can't do now but in the future months we can eat food again. And the small portions will change our lives forever. Just stay strong write in a journal focus and pray.