Today was my son's birthday and of course the obligatory cake. I said none for me but then, as usual comes the also obligatory guilting. So after finally agreeing to the microscopic piece consisting if three small bites with the frosting scraped off, I ate my cake. I was shocked it was so bitter and nasty tasting. Pretty miraculous considering 2 months ago I consumed most of the cake on the eastern seabord. In fact you know that saying about loving something as much as a "fat kid loves cake"? Yep that was written for me. But anyway my point is it felt good to control my own body and mind and not give in to my addiction. And considering how it tasted going down I think it will be a long time before I take another bite. But more important than as anything I realize that I am not afraid of food any longer.
Thanks for listening to a crazy old lady rant
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