It is the 7th of May. There are 24 more days of the month. There are only 15 more hours until I go to bed.
This is the voice of an addict. After months of contemplation, anxiety and fear, am taking one day at a time.
I gave up refined sugar. And all goodness that goes with it. It may be easy for some but I have a long history. One I’ll save for another day.
It’s about health, about control, and unwanted pounds.
…and I’m struggling. Exclamation!!! I am a a crazy lady. Even more so than normal.
It’s been 7 days. I have 24 days left to go. There are only 15 more hours until I go to bed.
Until it starts all over again.
P.S. I had a diet pepsi (thanks to the Costco food court….and the switch). I don’t normally drink soda but it was divine. I feel as if I cheated. Any thoughts? Maybe my sponsor could be DDP. As unhealthy as I know soda is but it might just get me through. The mental hurdle is the first step to recovery.
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