The snack soundtrack is quieter, but something else is talking

I keep a 0–5 hunger note in my phone, plus a one-line mood check, because I don’t fully trust my own read on this yet. Before, food was a constant background tab: what’s in the kitchen, when can I eat next, did I “do enough” to deserve dinner. That part is genuinely softer now. But around 4 p.m., I notice a different voice. It’s not urging me to eat so much as auditing me: scanning my stomach, checking whether I’ve earned the next meal, wondering if quiet means something is wrong. So the noise didn’t exactly vanish—it changed shape into a quieter kind of vigilance. I’m trying to be gentle with that instead of calling it a failure. For those further along, did your mental food chatter fade, move, or turn into something else entirely? I’d like to know what to watch for without borrowing anyone else’s story.