I wish I were addicted to heroin.
Cocaine.
Crack.
Meth.
Weed.
Liquor.
Anything.
Food addiction is the WORST.
I quit cigarettes cold turkey.
But none is none. I just don't smoke any more.
I have to eat every single day.
Every evening when I get home from work the agony sets in.
What am I going to pack for lunch tomorrow?
I would rather never eat.
I have to eat, or I die.
I can live without heroin, crack, coke, meth, weed, liquor, Xanax.
I can't live without food.
Tell a drug addict that they have to responsibly use their drug of choice. A little a day, but DO NOT go overboard.
Good luck. See you in the morgue.
Nobody will ever get this. Nobody.
There's a different between being fat, and having a physical/mental addiction to food.
I don't have cases of Mountain Dew or Ho-Hos, or anything else to omit.
I eat healthy.
I choose wisely.
The older I get the harder it is to lose.
And so I stay the same because I can't just quit my job and focus on myself.
Sappy-sap-sap-sap-sappy.
Daily I struggle. Daily. Minute. Hours.
I hate it.