Cold Turkey

I hit rock bottom today.

“Hi, my name is Pam, and I’m a junkfoodaholic.”

There. I said it. Now let the healing begin.

I don’t know WHAT has gotten into me lately, but I have been eating like shit. I still eat the good stuff, but I’ve just had waaaaaaaay too much of the bad stuff in the mix. A Pop Tart here, an Oreo a handful of Oreos there, a handful half a bag of Doritos here, and then today… good God. A coworker brought a sweet potato cake to work this morning, and I ate like three pieces of that cake. Not all in one sitting, mind you–it was spread out over the course of the workday, not that that makes it any less disgusting. It was just soooooooooo goooooooooooooood. *wiping drool from keyboard*

But that’s it! This has gotten out of hand! My cravings have gotten out of control. No more. Starting right now. It’s my own personal private little lent.

But the alcohol stays. Hey, a girl’s gotta have SOMETHING to hang on to.