Hershey's Kisses are finding their way back into my life. They are my downfall and my comfort candy. I have been stressed so I reach for milk chocolate. My mom used to keep them hidden around the house and I think of that action was born my desire to over consume them when I have them. I feel so fine, mighty fine when I eat them. I block from my mind, the calories and fat and what i will look like in the mirror. The mighty condemning mirror. Will I move past this as summer stresses heat up like the temps outside my door. Don't know.

On another note, why when I feel sick like yesterday, which I am sure was from the sun and heat making me extremely dizzy, do I blame it on being fat? Sigh - I have also poisoned my way of thinking....