On the flip side....here's a revelation.
When I quit smoking 15 months ago, I made a decision that this was something I didn't want to do anymore, and that, after years of quitting and then riding the slippery slope of "I can have just one" turning back into 20 a day, I had to do something different. Eventually I realised that if I wanted to quit I had to NEVER smoke again- not one. Not even when I was drinking, or partying, or with loads of other smokers. And I did it. And every day I thank my lucky stars that I found the strength and that I won a battle that would not only save my life, but also make every day I live a better day.
perhaps food needs to be similar. I am so bad at having one bad thing and then slipping into a 'sod it' for the whole day / week / month. And I feel rotten afterwards.
So I'm gng into tomorrow thinking about smoking. While I am on this journey, I have to commit to never again: not just one crisp. Not just two smarties. For now, nothing. Commit. Improve my life. Make myself proud.