People are shocked when I tell them that I don’t like chocolate. How can that be?
My guilty pleasure is jube jubes. Sugar. That’s my treat of choice.
But, I don’t dislike chocolate simply because of the taste. I haven’t liked it for about 15 years.
I remember it well. I was working at Bagel Plus. I was trying to come up with a new and innovative way to take laxatives. It was becoming very hard to take so many and I often found myself gagging as a result.
So I decided to try the chocolate tablets. I thought I was a genius. Forget the pink hard pills, chocolate. I felt like I had cracked some big algorithm equation.
But after just a few bites and chews, I wanted to puke. The consistency was DI. SGUS. TING! Beyond gross. Worse than the tablets. But I had to finish them because I had bought them, decided to take them and planned my day accordingly. I felt like I was on an episode of survivor and I was being forced to eat something awful.
And that was it. That was the moment when chocolate was no longer a friend of mine. It left such an awful taste in my mouth that I was forever scarred.
People often tell me how lucky I am that I don’t like chocolate because they have no self control.
But, I look at it as another part of my life that ED took away, destroyed, manipulated and ruined. It’s such a small simple thing, but to me – it’s HUGE.