Cookies, not even once.

I live in an all you can eat buffet. This would is not a problem for those who know how to practice any self control, but unfortunately, I do not fall under that category. I never really learned the concept of “portion control.” It is near impossible for me to walk by the rows of cookies, warm and fresh out of the oven, and not stop and eat one, two or five. This has become a serious problem. It is now no longer only hurting myself (thank you freshman fifteen) but it has begun to hurt my relationships.

The other day, I was walking out of the C4C dining hall with my hall mates when we decided to stop and take a look at the deserts (here's my first mistake). I told myself, Katie, you already had three cookies at lunch, no cookies for dinner (second mistake). Now, not only do I already want a warm sugar cookie, I want them even more now that they are off limits! Standard “want what you can't have” scenario. By now, I am standing over the desserts, literally drooling. My friends start filing out of the dining hall while I am glued to my spot overlooking the cookies. Chelsea, my hall mate, gentle grabs my arm to encourage me to leave with the rest of our crowd. Here's how I know I have a problem. I literally, GRABBED the counter top, resisting leaving the cookie's side. I physically resisted her gesture to stare at the cookies. They say the first step to recovery is to admit you have a problem. Alright, here it goes. I have a serious cookie problem.