A few years ago I went down a dark path and was addicted to drugs.
I nearly lost everything, and when presented with that possibility, I quit cold turkey.
It was the hardest thing I have ever done.
It challenged my will power, my confidence, everything about me.
But because I truly wanted to be off drugs, I beat it.
Since then, whenever I tell myself I can’t do something, I remind myself that I’ve beaten drugs, so yes I can.
But man… I fell off the wagon this week hard core.
It started with Chinese food, then more chinese food, then pancakes, then a tortilla wrap, and a few glasses of milo with milk. Every day I have carbloaded.
I am STRUGGLING.
These cravings are hard, they are challenging me SO much.
I’m having to mentally correct myself every 5 minutes when my mind goes searching for a reason to eat more of them.
Two weeks ago I was fasting for 72 days not even thinking about food.
It really is an addiction. A really hard one to beat.
KCKO
FUCK.