Hello my name is Holley....and I'm a Sugar Addict

At the behest of one of the nurses at my gynecologist’s office, I bought a copy of The Sugar Addict's Total Recovery Program. I have sworn off sugar numerous times and have pretty much decided, swearing off sucks. But the nurse said this book was different, and it does seem to be. The first step is to eat protein with breakfast. I don't have it in me to lead a revolution against my addiction. I don't have the strength to turn my habits upside down and shake them by the ankles. I don't have the will to climb that tall mental ladder, walk down the diving board of I can do it, and take a swan dive into the pool of never again. But I can eat protein with my breakfast. That I can do. So we'll see how it goes.

You know when you were in Jr. High, and you liked a guy, and you found out what his schedule was, and before 3rd period you made a mad dash to the girls bathroom, to make sure your hair was perfectly feathered like Farrah's, and to apply one more layer of Bonnie Bell Lip Smackers, and a spritz of Love's Baby Soft, and then you stood nonchalantly outside his English class, giggling a little too loudly with your friends, and totally not looking at him as he walked past? And then at lunch, you walked by his table in the cafeteria, and sat right in his line of vision, giggling a little too loudly with your friends, and totally not looking at him as he ate his mystery meat? And after doing that for 2 weeks, you're done, totally his loss, and THEN when you'd written him off, his cousin told your best friend that he was totally into you? That's pretty much where I am mentally, if recovery from sugar addiction were a cute brown-eyed boy named Charlie O'Leary.