Saying Goodbye to My Sugarholic Diva Days
“Oh, honey. Ah, sugar, sugar.”
Hola, señoritas y señores. I’m still exhausted from the holiday weekend, even though I didn’t do much. Hey, looks like there’s caramel corn in my cleavage again. Crunch! Nom nom.
Anyway, tonight I’m sitting at home wrapped in my knitted purple mermaid blanket that is two sizes too big, looking like a walrus, and I’m thinking about sugar. “Buk, mew, buk, mew.” Oh, Cadbury eggs.
I resent that I’m always craving something so terrible, and I blame my inner sugar addict diva. Together, we are a hot mess, and she is always hungry.
“Look! Krispy Kreme.” Keep dreaming.
I wonder if there is a connection between Sjögren’s syndrome and sugar?
It’s only speculation
“Sin-a-bon.” What? “Cinn-a-bon!” Silence!
All right, focus.
Since sugar causes inflammation in the body, I am curious whether my sugar addiction contributed to getting Sjögren’s. Maybe I would have gotten it regardless. I also wonder if this disease can cause an obsessive desire for sweets. Could it be a bit of a stretch, or am I on to something?
Friends, am I alone in this? What do you all think?
“What would you do for a Klondike bar?” No, ma’am!
I’ve had enough of this. And a little piece of my bottom right molar just broke off. Wow, as if I’m surprised. I am aware of the dental problems associated with Sjögren’s syndrome and how sugary foods only compound the problem. Gee, if I keep going down this route, at this pace, I’ll be writing denture adventures in no time.
It’s interesting, I know what to do to take care of myself, but I don’t always do it. I manage to take care of myself well when it comes to other things, but a sweet-treat habit has always been an on-and-off battle for me.
“Gimmie a break, gimmie a break, break me off a piece of that …” Don’t you dare say it.
Hi, my name is Rena, and I am a sugarholic.
I’m hoping that by confessing this to you all now, this time will be different, and I will follow through and quit for good. Also, if there’s anyone else out there reading this with the same struggle, know you’re not alone. Today is a new day and hopefully the start of a new season.
I want and need to mean what I say in the following lyrics, from my musical journal entry #18, “Goodbye”:
“I’m taking back control of my life,
And you’re not welcome here anymore.
Just go away forever.
Yes, it’s really over now,
Goodbye, my love.”
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