Cookie Monster Addresses His Bingeing
I love this article from McSweeney’s Internet Tendency.
Cookie Monster wants to know why he is called a monster, whereas the other monsters on Sesame Street have names like Elmo and Telly. Is he actually a monster? This paragraph is so familiar to me that it reminds me of how I have been a monster.
When me get back to apartment, after cookie binge, me can’t stand looking in mirror—fur matted with chocolate-chip smears and infested with crumbs. Me try but me never able to wash all of them out. Me don’t think me is monster. Me just furry blue person who love cookies too much. Me no ask for it. Me just born that way.
It has been months since I’ve had a binge and I’m beginning to feel that it was physiological, not psychological. It was in my body, not my head. I haven’t changed my mind at all, but I have been free from that constant desire to binge for two months now.
How did I do it?
I quit cold turkey. I stopped eating carbs, sugars, artificial sweeteners and anything with caffeine. Just protein and green veggies for me and I have been free from that desire to binge for two months. It is such a blessing that I can’t express how liberating it feels.
Cookie Monster, you’re not a monster. The cookies are.
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