On some days, I'm really jealous of people who don't like chocolate. Not because I think I have less control than them, because let's face it, "control" is such a loaded word, but because sometimes I wish I could look at chocolate and not think: "YUM!"
What's worse is that, even though I'm supposed to be nice to myself, and take it easy, and be forgiving, I still feel like the absolute worst when I go and have something which is "bad for me." It's times like these when I feel like I'm the least likely to forgive myself because... I can't. I feel like if I'm too nice to myself, I'll slip more.
Even if not being nice has never really worked in terms of long-term life improvements.
I don't even know why I'm writing this, except maybe as a note to my future self to read (we all ought to read back on our blogs, and our journals, and any other record we keep. Because sometimes writing things down is only half the battle.) Maybe, if I ever fall into this kind of mood again, I'll go back and read this and go: Oh, right. That thing.
So, future self: Don't feel guilty for eating. Eating is good for you. All eating is good for you, in that it keeps you alive. Anything else is window dressing.