: Lucy
: Just think breakfast

: Leave these reflections till step 3
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: Kathleen

Okay, had breakfast. 2 eggs and a piece of toast with peanut butter.

I reached out and shared my struggle with my husband this morning. It was hard cause I felt like such a failure. Being honest, the other reason I didn't want to tell him about being sugar sensitive, the battle with addiction, how far in the steps, I had gotten before, and how I'd "fallen off the wagon" is because if he knows, its accountability. It's easier to lie to one's self when others don't know enough to call you on it...
He was confused cause he didn't understand the sugar thing. How can one "really" be addicted to sugar? (Is there anything written up that is "the short version" written specifically for the support people in our lives that don't "get it"? Just curious.) Once I gave him the "jist" of it, he understood enough to be kind and supportive. Although he is one of those frustrating people that can walk right by a soft warm cookie, even if he IS hungry, he use to be a smoker. He started when he was 13 and has quit several times. Most recently 2 years ago. He understands the struggle, and the feelings of failure. It feels good to have his understanding and his support. It feels good to be "out of the closet"... though a little panicy too.
It makes me sad that I am this way. I feel like I am a failure somehow, that I have this "flaw" in being sugar sensitive. On the other hand it feels like a relief that it explains SO much. It's good to have a place to be honest... finally.

Ok, back to step one...Breakfast... Breakfast... ;)