By Susan Howard
From the second half of 2017 and up until now, I have been strict about my use of sugar.
One of my clients lamented, “Susan, is it really that horrible to have a cupcake every once in a while?”
“No, it’s not a big deal at all, you can easily metabolize those 300 to 400 calories on a 3 mile jaunt. For me though, it sends me into a whirlwind of desire for more and more and more,” I replied.
Most everybody has their “thing.” I could drink a half a glass of red wine, or 3 glasses or skip booze for a month and not notice. I will never have a drinking issue. Someone else could smell beer at a baseball game and become triggered into an all night bender. Other people crave fast food, french fries, cheesy creamy things. On and on it goes.
I was given my sugar addiction as a gift from my mom. I will never forget the day; we were doing after-school errands together, when at the dry cleaners she turned to me and said, “Let’s go get an ice cream, you want to?”
And I said, “No, I don’t.” At the time I was a strangely healthy kid and I loved apples and carrots like a little horse.
And she said, “Yes, you do. We’ll get you a small one.”
In that moment my sugar addiction was passed on. She was and still is such a sugar fiend. It’s impossible for her to get off the wagon, and has been proven to be difficult for me as well.
I challenge you this year to tackle your demons.
They don’t own you.
You have the power of choice.
Today choose differently.