It is no secret about my love and addiction to Oreos…well food in general. But when it comes to Oreos, almost nothing makes me as happy as them. I can eat a whole pack in…a time period that I’m not going to share with you all. Just know that it doesn’t take me long to finish them.

But it’s not just Oreos that my never ending sweet tooth craves, but also cookies, cakes, ice cream, and any other type of sweets. While at school what I mainly had access to was Oreos. Sometimes I went out to Cold Stone to get ice cream, but not often.

When I came home from college my parents seemed to have morphed into these world class bakers. Well, my mom has always baked and cooked but my dad now decided to join. I was home to cake and pie galore. My sweet tooth didn’t know what to do with itself. Almost every day I was eating some type of cookie, cake, or pie. I took “treat yo self” to a whole other meaning.

Even though I was going to the gym pretty regularly, I could still see my once semi in shape body starting to become chubbier and not look so attractive. From that point, I knew I had a decision had to be made.

*dramatic pause*

That decision was to give up sweets. Sweets including my one true love: Oreo’s. The first day, May 15, was terrible. I didn’t think I was going to make it. It was probably around 2 a.m. and I was so hungry. I knew I could easily go downstairs and get a piece, but I resisted.

Within the next two days, the coffee cake was gone, but I wasn’t the one who finished it. One the bright side, if I wanted sweets, there wouldn’t be in the house. This was short lived because that weekend my mom made a lemon cake. I told my parents I wasn’t eating sweets and they didn’t believe I could resist, but I did. But every day that cake stayed in the house I could hear it mocking me, tempting me, “eat me, eat me, Alexis. I know you want me.” And actually, I didn’t. it looked mouth-wateringly beautiful, but I actually didn’t want to eat it.

The following couple of day were easier. I was getting the hang of this no sweets this. But then, the worst possible scenario happened. Tuesday, May 23, 2017. The day my mom brought home four, four packs of Oreos. How could she betray me like this? “I know you like them” is what she said to me. The disrespect. The outrage. How could an Oreo lover like me resist?!

I don’t know how I did it but I did. I never ate any of those Oreos. I was so proud of myself. That is until May 27, the day I engaged in self-sabotage. My mom and I were out at the mall and she wanted some frozen yogurt. We went to get some frozen yogurt and I got my normal vanilla frozen yogurt. There’s nothing wrong with that, I told myself, it is frozen yogurt, not ice cream, but yogurt. But what is frozen yogurt without toppings? That’s where I messed up. My sweet tooth needed those toppings, and it was so worth it. And if that wasn’t bad enough on June 1 on my first day of work my job gave me two bars of fair traded dark chocolate. Now how could I not eat those? They were a gift! I only ate one bar though and it was so worth it.

So If you don’t think you can give up sweets, let me be an example to you. Just remember that this Oreo loving, pie loving, cake loving, food loving girl did it for a whole 13 days before cheating. And if I can do it so can you.

*btw I’m still trying to not eat Oreos and other sweets I just had two minor setbacks, I haven’t eaten Oreos in weeks!