grieving the loss of the OLD comfort foods

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guys,

the severest of the die-off seems to have come and FINALLY gone, and my body

seems to have mostly adjusted to all the changes of this past month. and since

i'm no longer suffering so painfully and uncomfortably, i seem to have gotten

enough of a reprieve for me to step back and look objectively at the overall

picture.

the end result of all this, is that a real melancholy type depression has

settled in with the realization that i can no longer eat exactly what i want,

when i want it. make no mistake about it, i am committed to staying the course

on this thing, because i've already seen the results. and when i " cheat " , i

feel the repercussions almost immediately. i mean, it is absolutely unfreaking

real to me that upon ingesting carbohydrates, my body revolts instantly and

vocally. there's simply no way at all to avoid the reality of effective

treatment for candida, which is precisely what bee's program suggests.

anyway, ya'll, i'm just wantin' to " cry in my beer " alittle, because i so

desparately just want to gorge myself with as much sugary food as i could

possibly get my hands on. not because of any real craving i don't believe, but

because of the psychological aspects of how fulfilling sweets can be, i guess.

i mean, i guess they call sweets " comfort food " for a reason, and sometimes i'm

just dying to feel that OLD comfort again. basically, it's like grieving the

loss of what i used to love to eat at times.

i'd appreciate any relative and suggestive feedback regarding the psychological

aspects of giving up the OLD comforts.

regards,

russ