What is "full" ?

In my travels to try to eat less, and eat better I have stumbled upon the state of "full". I guess up until now for me "full" is a place where you may need to unbutton your jeans. "full" means laying in bed miserable, barely able to turn over, having to eat tums to control my out of control indigestion. "full" is the most wonderfully miserable place that I know. Lately, in trying to eat better and cut my portions I am never "full". By my old expectations that feeling has yet to creep anywhere into my psyche. How is it that you train your old fat brain that you have eaten enough and you truly are "full". I suppose the new me may become full instead of "full". Perhaps I will someday come to realize that it is OK to not be miserable after eating. After all, we cannot live without the big demon food. Somewhere I need to learn the lesson that full and satisfied are truly the same thing. I suppose this is try number 256,000 to actually do something about my big ass. What a frigging struggle. Hopefully one of these days I just may do it, and hopefully try number 256,000 is the last one I need. Alas, If it's not, my butt will stay big and Jeff will continue to love it, and for that I am pissed, and so damned grateful. Six pounds down today......Go me!!!!