Farewell My sweet, sweet love

I have tried to part ways with you many times but like an addict I keep coming back to you. I have tried to leave you cold turkey, reducing the times I consume your sweetness, hell I have avoided you like the plague, avoiding social events where I knew you'd be. I've also taken you home and I've devoured you whole many-times in secret. You have wrecked havoc in my life and I keep taking you back. I'm guilty of  introducing you to my children at a young age. My love, you are my drug of choice.

Sugar, I'm talking to you.

I have tried and failed many times to diet, but it seems that my main triggers are sweets. When I put something-anything sweetened and/or processd in my mouth all bets are off. I go into full binge mode. I am addicted to sugar. It makes me happy. For a short while anyway because then I feel sad and then crave it again and again...I need the rush, the high.
There is no moderation with an alcoholic or a heroin addict. I know sugar is all around us and it would be ridiculous to say I'm cutting out completly, or is it? I'm going to give it a conscious try for a week and we'll see.

                         fresh fruit is sexy and sweet too!