It has a hold on me like nothing else.  After I had my surgery, I didn’t eat it for over a year. Slowly, but surely, it’s crept its way back into my life making me a slave to its sweet goodness.  

I will eat sugar until I’m sick and then still want more.  I will compromise my health to have one bite.  

Addiction runs in my family.  There’s tons of alcoholics and a few druggies and me, the sugar addict.  

I crave it, can’t wait to eat it, but afterwards I beat myself up over what I had done.  It’s like I can’t stop myself.  

I need to stop this craziness.  I need to stop before the surgery was for nothing.