Today I OD-ed on Eid candy. It was quite the feat, considering I'm not even a big fan of candy. I'm more of a chocolate, carbs, deep-fried kind of girl. And yet there was a sickening sort of satisfaction in making the decision to overdose on candy. It's not the actual event that I enjoyed, it was the ability to make that decision and not feel one second of guilt over it.
THAT'S RIGHT. I don't believe in manufacturing guilt over what we eat. That seriously messes with your brain, and I won't have it.
Tomorrow, I hit an Indian restaurant followed by copious amounts of dessert. Try to stop me, I dare you.
