It was a foreign craving, yet one experienced before, during the bulimic years, at this exact time of year. Finishing my gorgeous Luau Chicken Salad, I proceeded to dispose of the takeaway container into the pretty bag from The Cheesecake Factory.
What did I find, at the bag’s bottom? None other than an advertisement, one for the most gorgeous cheesecake that ever graced my lips.
“Maybe I can buy just one slice. The nuts. The cream. My head feels heavenly, imagining the taste! The crunch. The velvety warmth. But what of my rules? No dairy. No pie. I’ll need two. Maybe three. Just three pieces. I exercise enough and can only eat in odd numbers. One won’t be enough for a treat. I’ll get the one without nuts to save on calories.”
“No. That looks boring. Will I want the whole cake if I get the pecans? Why am I even thinking about this? No!!! Bad territory. Shut up, Nicole! Food is fuel. Food is not pleasure.”
So I settled on a delicious glass of wine.
Food addicts must go cold turkey from their trigger foods and remain as such forever, even two years after ending the Bulimic cycle. Addicts of all sorts must go cold turkey.
To what have you last said NO?
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