I am addicted to all things sweet. I can pretty much eat any crap if there is a pinch of sugar in it. And the best part? I am not the one to be gaining weight with the amount of sugar I eat. No sir!
In fact I look like I could use sugar to gain some body mass. This is one of the blessings I got from my Mom. She was thin as a pencil in spite of having two kids. Her body remained contained in the small frame forever. People used to marvel at her lithe figure just as they marvelled at her daughter years later. People who see me eating chocolates, desserts and donuts wonder away as to how I manage to hide all that sugar in my body so perfect! They gawk at me when I tell them that I like my coffee triple triple with cream and sugar. And I have taken my coffee this way from the time I discovered Tim Hortons.
Needless to say, I felt invincible at what I could do. I mean look at the freedom of eating I enjoy? I can eat ice cream, chocolates, coffee dumped with sugar cubes, donuts, cookies, and what ever the hell I want without ever worrying about my health or figure ( not that I would care even if my habit threatened my figure but that is beside the point). I felt lucky. I realized it as a blessing to be able to indulge in something I love umm…excuse me, in this case treat my body with sweets whenever.