I've been reflecting on the difference in my life the last 9 1/2 years of recovery (from sugar addiction). The difference between night and day, I am a different person than I was back then. I rejoice in the change and feel very blessed...but...at times I feel a sadness that it took me 45 years before I actually started to live! I look back and think about how I could have been a better mother if I had not been in a sugar stupor. My kids grew up with a mother that was tired, sick, and depressed most of the time. A mother that was morbidly obese and wouldn't let anyone take a picture of her. I wish I could have raised them without the addiction ruling my life.
And sometimes I'm sad for such a big chunk of my life being gone before I woke up. Since going off sugar I have lived a full life, accomplished many goals (including graduating from college with a bachelor degree) and I am so much happier and productive. But I'm also at the age where things are starting to slow down and I don't have as many years to reach super long term goals.

It's interesting that in reading some of my old journals, I actually wrote numerous times that I was addicted to sugar, but I never did anything about it! I guess I just never made the connection that as a sugar addict, I needed to treat myself like an addict or alcoholic and STOP! I am grateful that when I was finally able to face the sobering truth about my addiction, that the Lord granted me the strength to deal with it. With His help, I can do hard things.
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