Today at work someone brought in a beautiful carrot cake (my drug of choice pre-surgery) for someone's birthday and it was the first time since my surgery 6 weeks ago that I was seriously tempted. I could not believe all of the garbage, manipulative, justification and flat out self sabotaging thoughts I was having. Like the addict i am, I was sitting there at my desk literally obsessing and fighting with myself about how I needed to have it.

My first thoughts - go for it, you have been super good- why not? Which progressed to thoughts about ways to sneak a taste, move the cake out of the way and accidentally touch the frosting with my thumb. Slice it for others so I could steal some off of the knife after. Then i started thinking - oh what you think that you're just never gonna eat sweets again? Your'e such a baby- get over you.

Finally I had to get up and leave the room- phew! I fought it and I won today! Ugh.

I know EXACTLY what you mean!!! Good for you! Keep that up and you'll get all those food demons out of your system before you know it!

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