I could use some ice cream right about now.  Mint chocolate chip, or a coffee/mocha chip would be nice.  I can just about make out what it would taste like on my tongue.  Because I have this stupid sugar addiction.

And because of that, I can’t have any.  And because I can’t have any, I want it all that much more.

And, in all actuality, I COULD have some.  But I do not want to have to deal with how I would feel like afterwards.  Bloated.  Tired.  The self-loathing because I caved in to a substance I know could kill me.

No, I  am not diabetic.  But when it comes to sugar there is no “off” switch.  I eat until I feel sick.  And because sugar is a simple sugar it heads straight toward my ass, and gut.  I have never liked being overweight.  It isn’t fun.  It sucks, to be quite honest.  And now that I have gotten rid of over 50 lbs of the fat that I had been carrying, I don’t want to invite it back into my body.

And that means no sugar.

Even though right now I can taste that ice cream.  Butter pecan……vanilla with caramel sauce….or chocolate sauce and peanuts.

Good lord, this is going to be a long evening……