Since 2011 I have been writing on blogger about my life; it totals 64 entries. Some of them I like, some of them are terrible, and some of them are mediocre at best. I started to lose interest in that blog as it didn’t seem to be taking on any sort of direction, and I didn’t feel inspired to post anything to it. Funnily enough there were still a lot of topics I wanted to write about- mostly more genuine, earnest ideas on life and experience- but that blog didn’t feel like the right platform to post those thoughts on.
SO! I have started a new blog to explore writing these ideas. I want to challenge myself to make an honest go of it, and see if it takes me anywhere. At the very least I will get the wheels turning in my head, hopefully gain some imagination and creativity, and of course, become a better writer.
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I am embarrassingly addicted to wheat products, especially toast. I can eat rounds and rounds of toast at a time, and never feel like I’ve had enough. Actually, that’s so true… I can never have enough. I know myself, my husband says to me: “Just have a couple pieces and be done with it.” But that’s not possible for me. I’m an all or nothing kind of girl. The only way to get this under control is to get rid of it completely.
This is so easy to say right now as I had my toast this morning and thus my ‘fix’ is okay for now. But I know later that bread on the counter is going to look pretty delicious, and my brain is going to say “you look fine, just go ahead and have some. Just one piece.” Well SCREW YOU wheat-addicted brain. I will anticipate your sabotaging ways and ignore you. I know I can do this. I’ve given up many things in the past (salt, soft drinks, dairy, chocolate), but for some reason giving up wheat is a real bitch. I’ve tried and failed so many times. But hopefully this will be it.
Please let this be it….........
When I first started cutting out salt it was incredibly difficult, and I battled constant cravings. But now, after a year, I avoid salty foods like the plague, and when I have them, they are so intense and gross that I can only stand to have a very tiny amount. For example, I used to devour bags of salt and vinegar chips, salted peanuts, etc, but find them so repugnant now that if I even think about eating them I get this horrible tangy sensation in my mouth.
I never add salt on top of or in my food anymore, and my husband knows that if I catch him adding any when he’s cooking that I will get very annoyed at him. The great thing about it, though, is that even if I have a small amount now and then (and I mean maybe once every two months) my old cravings don’t seem to come back. So I think once you get rid of the addiction there’s little danger of slipping up and falling off the wagon. Unlike with sugar, wheat, etc. Although this is just my experience.