Let me start by saying:
My name is Cathy, and I’m a cookie-holic. It’s true. I’ve tried to deny it, but the cold, hard fact is that I love sweets. I love breads. I love sugar.
A few days ago a friend of mine let me know (politely) that I needed to make some choices. She said I needed to admit that I love food and quit going on crazy diets and just move. I thought long and hard about what she said. She was right. Even when the truth hurts, you need to hear it sometimes, and I needed to hear what she had to say.
So I’ve made a decision. Yes, I’m going to try and exercise more. Yes, I’m doing to drink more water. But the main thing I’m going to do right here and right now is to get a divorce—from sweets. The rest of my food battles I’ll battle one at a time, later. For now, it’s the cookies, and the brownies, and the pie, and the leftover Halloween candy, and the upcoming Thanksgiving and Christmas candy. It’s all of it. And I’m leaving it all behind.
It’s true, breaking up is hard to do, especially when you’ve been together as long as sweets and I have. But I have to give up the sweets so that I can discipline myself enough to be able to enjoy them in moderation later—when I’m healthier.
If you’re wondering why I’m not going cold turkey on cheese or bread right now, it’s because I need to ensure my own success. And I know from far too much experience that if I deny myself EVERYTHING, I’ll end up eating EVERYTHING eventually. In short, I’ll fail.
So for now, though it may be painful at first, I’m only divorcing cookies and sweets.
And in case you’re wondering—I’m two days into my divorce and surprisingly, it’s getting easier already.
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