Hello humans. je m’appelle Ciaran Callam and I’m a sugar addict. For as far back as I can remember I’ve been literally, irrefutably and undeniably addicted to the sweet tasting white poison we all love to cram into our food. I can’t bear to think about how much money I’ve spent on candy, chocolates, and other forms of junk throughout my life because I know it’s a figure that would horrify me to see written on paper. You see; I’ve spent countless hours gorging my face on delicious carcinogens and while I’ve got to admit that these form some of the happiest memories of my life, the fact remains that I am addicted and that something desperately needs to change. I’ve done a lot of research into the harms of sugar and now that I know just how toxic it is to my health, I can’t justify putting it into my body anymore. There’s also the fact that I’ve been feeling the negative effects of having sugar in my diet for a few years now. Whenever I eat sugary things, my thoughts and memory get hazy as all hell, my hayfever kicks into 5th gear, I feel physically sick and my vision actually deteriorates. Tis time for a change; so for the next 30 days I’m going cold turkey to once and for all beat my lifelong sugar addiction.
Wish a brother luck!
Days, 22 – 24
I’m really disappointed with myself right now. Yesterday my 15 year old niece cooked her dear uncle pasta with pesto sauce for dinner; both of which are completely off limits for this challenge. Now I didn’t want to eat it, but I just didn’t have it in me to be the kind of uncle who says ‘Sorry little niece, I know you went to a massive effort to cook for me but it’s against my diet so you’re gonna have to throw it all away!’ and because of that I scoffed the lot.
Not a big deal, right? Even though pasta isn’t the healthiest of foods it’s still just regular food, isn’t it? A forgivable offence? Well herein lies the problem; you see, after dinner, my lovely niece then brought out some grapes for desert and I ended up eating a few of them too. I figured that seeing as I’d already had some pasta, what would it matter if I ate a few grapes? Sure they’ve got sugar in, but they’re fruits aren’t they? Nature’s candy and all that. So after that piece of mental gymnastics, I ate exactly 6 delicious grapes, finished hanging out with my niece and then left for a date.
Now, once I got to said date, I thought to myself ’Why not? Why not have one cider? It’s only just the one and not that big of a deal.’ and so I did. Anyway, that 1 cider turned into 3 ciders and those 3 ciders resulted in yours truly waking home while tipsy, passing a Tescos, heading inside and buying huge packets of M&Ms and Maoam Pinballs.
Needless to say I devoured both mercilessly.
Like I said at the start of this post, I’m really disappointed in myself. I’ve come so far over the past few weeks and to do something like this makes me feel rubbish. Still, that was yesterday and today I’m back on the sugar free wagon so I do take some positives from that. But this really goes to show that you have to be vigilant with this stuff. You can’t afford to let your standards slip because if you do you could open Pandora’s box and fall into a whirlwind unhealthy eating.
I crept along in small baby steps that took me from seemingly innocuous pasta and grapes to cancerific M&Ms & alcohol. Ironically this happened because I’m too nice of an uncle and of a person. If I’d have been the kind of asshole that would tell his niece where to stick the dinner she spent so, long preparing, my body would be healthier right now and my sense of self-esteem would be higher. Live and learn.