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FEBRUARY 28-DAY CHALLENGE
Day Twenty-One: If you had to choose between sex or food, which would it be?
My choice comes with age.
All you must do is look at my plump body to find your answer. Once upon a time, I ate food to live, but that was a long time ago. Now I live for food. You can tell me that sex is more important than anything else on this earth, but depriving myself of physical pleasure doesn’t cause me a migraine, the shakes, or deep depression the same way food deprivation does. So, if you’re making me choose, I’ll select food every time.
From as far back as I can remember, I’ve loved chocolate. I loved the delectable sweet before I understood I used it as a drug. Whenever I’m feeling low energy or mood, I munch on some chocolate, and then, I’m a whole different person — a better edition of myself — than before I ate it. If you want to tame this wild beast, you now know what to do. If I later crash and burn, I’ll never admit it was because of chocolate. For that to happen, I’d need to admit that my method of self-care is harming myself, and then I’d need to stop. I’m just not yet there.
But when Keeley conjured up this question, did she factor chocolate in? Is chocolate a food or a treat, or are they the same? I expect many will answer this question with sex but are they…
