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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Just One More Cookie...


After being sick for two and half weeks (and eating nothing but soup, bland soup at that) I was starving. I wanted real food, solid food, junk food, or more specifically, sweets. I began eating soy ice cream and girl scout cookies religiously. When I exhausted those desserts, the cookies at the den became my life. After every real meal came a cookie. Sometimes that cookie even became my meal.

As the cookies piled in, so did the guilt. Why was I eating so many cookies? Why couldn't I stop? It felt like no matter how hard I tried to not eat that cookie, to not have that dirty Oreo freeze, the more I struggled and gave in. This resulted in eating even more cookies. I became a cookie machine. I ate them so much that my boyfriend began calling me his cookie monster. While a joke, it started to sound like an insult instead of a funny term of endearment.

A small complex started building inside of me and every time I ate a cookie I felt guilty. I would make myself swear I would not eat another meal if I had a cookie. My cookie had to be my meal. My body started to feel disgusting, I became sluggish and lazy. I didn't feel healthy in the slightest. I tried and tried not to eat those cookies, those bad foods, but I could not seem to stop. I had opened the door and it was not ready to be shut just yet. I looked up online ways to stop eating so much, ways to give up junk food for good. Yet again the more I tried not to eat the cookie, the more I wanted it. It has been three weeks since and you know what? I still want that cookie!

--Alyssa Bermudes

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Awww Brittnee, I sorry to hear that about your parents. But know this that God will never fail you.

Isaiah 57:18 I have seen his ways, but I will heal him; I will guide him and restore comfort to him,

Hebrews 13:5 (NLT)
Don't love money; be satisfied with what you have. For God has said, "I will never fail you. I will never abandon you."

God Loves you Brittnee and so do I
I pray all is well with you

Sister Soldier

December 19, 2011 at 1:25 AM  

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