If heaven and hell really do exist then I am going straight to hell for being a glutton. We visited the Ernest Hillier chocolate outlet today. serp bought a bag of misshapen peppermint creams and a bag of hazelnut praline bears. The bears are all gone. The peppermint creams are mostly gone. I'm pretty glad I ate lunch late because I didn't wind up eating dinner. Why eat dinner when you can eat chocolates? I am paying for it dearly now too. Why do I have to be such a huge pig?! I've ALWAYS been a pig, ever since I was a little girl. Perhaps it's a manifestation of a fear of abandonement complex...or maybe I'm just a greedy pig. I eat continually. I go to bed planning Christmas dinner. And after I stuff myself I feel so ashamed. Not because I'm going to put on weight or get pimples. But because I've unecessarily stuffed myself. I eat too quickly I know, but how can I eat slow when it all tastes SO DAMN GOOD!!!!!!