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Just quit!

It sits in the cupboard, whispering your name. 
"Suze". 
"Suuuuuze!"
"You need me. You won't be able to sleep until you've just had a block".
"Just one. I swear. Tomorrow, you can start that diet again." 
And before you know it, you've eaten the slab. And then regret sets in. 


About a year ago, I gave up chocolate. Why? Well,thank you for asking. Why does anyone give up something they love? There's actually a couple reasons. For one, I loved chocolate so much, so much it would sometimes hurt but chocolate didn't love me back, it just made me feel ugly and yuk and powerless afterwards. It always made me believe I needed it, like my life would stop without it and I would surely die. Chocolate also made me think I was the only one, but I didn't realise when I wasn't looking, it would let anyone take a bite. It would also always make me feel so happy in the moment when it was around but left me with what felt like a hole in my heart when it wasn't there anymore.




One day I woke up and it hit me, I don't need chocolate anymore. Chocolate is not what I needed to fill that hole. It made me think it was, but it wasn't. Chocolate really isn't what it seems to be and lies to you when it says you need it and actually just makes you question your strength and your sanity. It doesn't deserve to take a single moment more from me and I realised I deserved better.  Letting go of chocolate was like breathing for the first time in years and even though there were a few bumps and craving on the way, if I look back now, it was the best decision ever. 

I found this on another site: ...(fill in your addiction) keeps you from more rewarding endeavors or seriously damages your well-being. 
So adios chocolate. There will always be others that will need you, but not me. Never again. What I know now is that I'm a better person without you. 

It's never too late to give up on something that isn't making you a better version of yourself. Go ahead, be a quitter.

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