I put down the cupcake...

I was soooo close to eating it. It was staring at me from the inside of the fridge. It looked so lonely sitting on top of the covered ones. I quickly grabbed a bottle of water and started drinking. I closed the door and it stopped mocking me. I realized it might look lonely in there, but if I ate it, then I would feel the loneliness. I would have let myself down. I couldn't deal with that at this stage in my progress.

I am now satisfied enough to go back into the fridge and cover up the last mocking cupcake. I should save it for my husband anyway.