Beneath the health conscious athlete that I am, is an alter ego that craves chocolate. I feel as though I can’t consume enough if it. A piece of chocolate becomes two pieces than three pieces than four. It like am a chocolate sucking vampire, whose identity changes at the aroma of this craving poison. Rather I am faced with milk, dark, or white, I devour it and will devour it over and over again. With each bite my taste buds ask for more, my mouth starts to water and my hearts pounds anticipating the next delicious bites to come. Although, my craving feels never ending, and I have to tie myself down to stop eating the addicting treat, I am scared that one day in the next 89 years of my life I will over consume and my craving will be overly satisfied. It sounds ridiculous, even to me it sounds a little obsessive but I admit I’m obsessed. I am obsessed with the feeling of chocolate, so much so that it takes me twice as long to eat a candy bar because I am savoring the taste. I take my precious time just in case one day my passion for chocolate is gone I will at least have a memory. I may be addicted to chocolate, but I am not sure if I want to admit it because I don’t want to be cured (and the first step to recovery is to admit you have a problem.) I’ll gladly accept the title as the chocolate sucking vampire. I’ll gladly take notice to chocolate being my kryptonite. I’ll even admit my obsession to chocolate and my fear that I’ll over consume. Yet, I won’t admit I’m addicted because I never want to be cured.
