35 Days Without Candy; 0 Days Without Pirate Attack
On March 16th, on a whim — truly, it was a whim, not seriously planned, anticipated, or dreaded — I stopped eating chocolate in any form, candy, cake, cookies, ice cream, etc. I had wondered, what would it be like? Well, now I know. I think it might be like giving up meth or crack. Seriously.
I won’t say I’ve given up sugar. For me, the word candy is loaded and is where I needed to explore. In our culture, candy is celebrated, approved, and encouraged. The candy aisle in Walgreens is two-sided, full of everything from exotic 70% cacao bars, to boxes of Junior Mints, to bags of individually wrapped Dove milk chocolate, and everything in between. As I think about the store, they carry more candy than any other section. The over-the-counter meds take up only one side of an aisle! Looks like they know their market and stock accordingly.
I’m not saying that chocolate is evil. I still love it. It’s just that I am feeling more and more like I am using it to assuage an emotional need. I am pretty proud that I am noticing the feelings associated with the desire for candy and exploring them. It’s not pride that I haven’t eaten any. This restriction is a forty days in the desert looking for enlightenment.
Awesome Post- you are very courageous pirate! The space that I fill with Candy is the space I’m afraid to look at.
Wondering if the lack of chocolate is a factor with it being only zero days since the last pirate attack?