I've been on the low carb, almost no sugar bandwagon for quite some time now due to the diabetes. I purposely jumped off face first today.
I went to the store.
I strolled down the candy aisle.
I went directly to the Twizzlers.
I plunked my money down for them.
I brought them home and ate some.
Then I ate some more.
The only thing that stopped me was that I was starting to feel sick. I'm sure that's a blood sugar thing. I didn't eat the whole bag, but I thought I might. Maybe my body said, "WTF are you doing?" I thought for a bit that I might puke.
With the diabetes, I shouldn't have any licorice at all. I felt so willfully defiant today though. So, I made the Twizzler run. Maybe there is a Betty Ford wing for me. Now, I should think about going to sleep off this Twizzler hangover.
It seems I took some anger out on myself by eating something bad for me. Stupid, I know.
Tomorrow is another day.
CW
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