You would think that an office would be free of temptation, that it would just be a place to work and not a place to find all sorts of delicious (not healthy) foods. I am here to tell you that office's are evil environments for those of us on diets. There is a candy dish on every desk, THERE IS A CANDY DISH ON MY DESK!! I didn't put it on the desk but there it is, taunting me all day long with it's Hershey kisses and York Peppermint Patties.So far I have resisted temptation. It is hard though. I walked into the kitchen at work today and what was in there but two boxes of chocolate truffles, damn truffles how they tempted me. There is always someone in my office that is baking and there are always things to tempt me. Such is the life of a fat girl and her food.
Food is a friend and a foe, a love and a hate. I like to cook and now I have the help of the South Beach Cook Books. I love them and even my friend Jen M. who is the pickiest eater in the whole world has liked everything I have made so far, although I do know how much she hates olives and coconut so I avoid those things when I cook. (She is sitting here with me as I write this) I don't know where my obsession with food came from but it has been something that I have loved and hated for a long time. I love eating, I love the taste of food, I do not love the way I feel when I have eaten something that I know is bad for me. I feel and enormous sense of guilt, I know what I am doing is wrong but at the time I just don't care, not until I have taken the last bite of whatever calorie laden thing I have eaten. Then I feel like the lowest thing on the planet. Don't ask me why I do it, I don't even know. Maybe someday soon I will understand. For now I will leave you with these words of advice; please, please, please do not EVER ask a heavy person if "they really want to eat that" because I guarantee that even if they don't they will now that you have said it, it is like a triple dog dare. You can't say no. You aren't helping you are hurting, just thought you should know.
Who put the candy dish out? Tell them to keep it on their desk; this is your workspace, not a candy bar.
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