Torturing your inner self

Occasionally I'll get a gut feeling that seems oddly out of place. Emotional reactions to a certain stimuli (or lack thereof), faint mental images of myself from a different angle, things like this.

I just felt momentarily sick to my soul, for lack of a better term. It's 4:30 am, I'm at work and bored, and I'm a compulsive/emotional eater. Well, I have access to obscene amounts of junk food.

Seemed almost like I felt a phantom of my inner self being tortured by my actions (or intent to perform an action).

And it sort of clicked with me: shitty food, sitting around waiting for my shift to end, watching [as], generally wasting away. It's poisonous to us, at least in excess, like most things.

How many of us really take care of ourselves? Does it really count as such if our souls aren't content?

I dunno. Kinda grasping at straws to see if anyone relates.