So this morning if found out that best furry friend passed in her sleep. She lived a beautiful 22 years and has been my companion since grade school.
I’m battling sugar/food addiction, depression, and type II diabetes. I’m on day 8 of my Whole30 and have been doing really well! My glucose levels have been amazing before and after meals. Even in moments of weakness I turn to a clementine instead of a cosmic brownie.
But this just seems unfair. Food has been a comfort and companion for me as well. I don’t think there has been a rough patch in my life that hasn’t included lots of chocolate.
How do I keep from going off the rails? I’ve done okay since this morning but I’m worried the cravings will come.
Any advice would be appreciated.