Dieting makes me suicidal
04 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
I have been on a diet for a month now.
It is the worst thing that has happened to me lately.
My romance with food is over for good and I doubt if i can ever have a piece of cake without counting the calories.
I doubt if I will ever enjoy the sheer joy of biting into a mac donalds burger with the mayo oozing out from the sides.
Or even enjoy the simple innocent joy of ice cream (chocolate/ mango/ leechee).
I will never experience the casual munching of butter coated popcorns while watching a movie, without the sack of guilt attached to it.
Or even a ‘Death by chocolate’ cake slice without killing myself first.
I dont think i can ever be proud of finishing every morsel on my plate.
The freedom to stop for chaat/ on the roadside is not there anymore.
No waffles smeared with butter and maple syrup. (no no no… sob)
No chocolate chip muffins. No hot chocolate fudges. No Toblerone bars. No cookies. No chips and dip.
Nooo
My dietician has killed the simple innocent pleasure of eating.
I dont think it will ever be the same again. Not ever.
