Originally Posted by
BlueUmbrella
This is encouraging to read!
I'm taking my 6 year old to a little girl's birthday party this afternoon, and I know that there will be enough pizza and soda to sink a battleship there (and nothing else.) The thought of pizza does nothing for me, now if it was brownies or something chocolatey I might be a bit mournful that I can't inhale a dozen, but when I really think about it. It's no fun stuffing your face in public, actually it's kind of humiliating. Now that I physically can't stuff my face anymore there's such a rollercoaster of emotions that get thrown up, but the overwhelming one I feel is relief, and that's what i need to focus on. Being a slave to the food is no fun, it's time food was our bitch, no the other way round.
Heartening post Dale!
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