For me, sugar is like a drug. I wish I were being melodramatic, but I don’t think I am.
If sugar is in my house, it’s all I can do to not eat it all. It’s like I must eat all the sweets before I can even consider eating something else in the house. This weekend, there were sugary treats all around, and they all mindlessly entered my mouth. The end result? Feeling like complete crap. My body hates sugar, and my mind turns into a cloudy mess when I eat it. I get lethargic and don’t move.
You would think that after 30 years (at least 20 of it dieting), I would have learned by now that my body hates sugar and I shouldn’t even entertain tasting it. The sight of a bag of truffles in my kitchen makes me forget all of the physical ills it causes, and into my mouth they go for a temporary piece of comfort.
This is my little reminder to myself that sugar doesn’t create anything positive with my body. Everything is gone from my house now, and it’s time to detox and get it out of my system again.