(A twist on “one year, no beer”)

This month marks 2 years no sugar for me🤩

I’ve had numerous substitutes for beer since I gave it up in 1999 at 22 years old.

Sugar🍭, chips, crackers, along with all things binge-y and snack-y, filled the same alcohol & drug-shaped hole after I gave them up🙅‍♀️

The sugar game has been a much longer and more painful one to play, but I’m so grateful to say that it has been 2 years now that I have not indulged in any candy🍬, cake🍰, ice cream🍨, cookies🍪 or any other confectionery.

I acknowledge myself💪 for my commitment, my willingness to surrender day by day – even through cravings and temptations – and to recommit as needed to the decision that just for today, for this hour, this moment, I will not eat sugar🚫.

I will not buy that bag of chips or cookies.

Those things are like beer🍺 for this alcoholic. Once I start, I can’t stop❌.

Most days, I live in a position of neutrality, safe and protected, from the desire to binge.

On rare days, suddenly I see the cafe dessert case from across the room, like it was a long-lost lover 😍

I get captivated😵 by the bright promise of pleasure that is held in the creamy crown of carrot cake🥕, the cool pastel slice of lemon pie🥧, the brown buttery crumbs of apple turnover🍎, or the dark gaze of chocolate mousse🍫.

Sugar and bingeing gave me that same warm embrace I sought in a romantic partner🤗.

Nowadays, when I notice the urge to splurge, I see it as data – information about my internal landscape🌄.

Something is off within me if I want to use food to medicate my emotions🤔.

Today I don’t abandon myself, reject or ridicule, when I feel that old familiar craving come on, or that hollow emptiness that rises inside like thunderclouds building on the horizon⛈

I just notice and be. I sit with myself. I acknowledge my awareness as an act of self love🥰️

The love I sought through sugar and substances, I give myself💞.

This I have found to be the winning formula- praying🧘‍♀️ and staying in a space of willingness to surrender, moment by moment, any craving to numb.

Whether it be to use food🍕, sugar🍯, or smokes🚬, sex👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨, substances💊, or shopping🛍 – any and all of these can be void-fillers and vitality-killers😓.

I’ll keep sharing about my progress on this path in hopes it helps you on yours🛣.

Wherever you are on your journey, I acknowledge you🙏.

If you’re in denial😤 or acceptance🙃 – suffering and hopelessness😭or moment-to-moment surrender – or total freedom and peace😇, I invite you to meet yourself with compassion💖

And I will meet you there too🤝.

Because I’ve been there before, and I know, and understand😘.

What is it for you? What is your crutch? And where are you on the journey?

There is no better use of my experience than to help others with what I have learned. I am here for you💓

PS – my foto is unedited, unairbrushed and unfiltered aside from basic lighting/color. No face or body smoothing or skinnying or youthify-ing effects have been applied.

This is the real me😍

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