Goodbye, Mashed Potatoes

Tomorrow morning I wake up to protein powder and a new outlook on food. I don't care. Since making the decision to have weight loss surgery six-one days ago, I have wrestled with my unhealthy passion for all things delicious. I am determined to break the pattern, to make food fuel. Maybe down the road I can eat a cookie, maybe not. In my current state I enjoy a cookie and then I keep eating cookies until there are no longer cookies within my reach.

I've tried. I've failed. Just say no doesn't work for me. I need help.

After weeks of planning: the final count-down. Fourteen days until my surgery.

I'm ready. Let's do this!