https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/food/wp/2017/09/25/i-tried-a-microwaveable-mug-cake-for-one-and-fell-into-a-deep-void-of-despair/?utm_term=.1556fa224984
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Now here is the really sad part. I have purchased and eaten this abomination, more than once. Yes indeed: I am a single, cat owned, aging woman with a sweet tooth and no
baking ambitions. The only way I have been able to slow my slide toward
death is an unaccounted for change in my willingness to stop dietary
suicide. This miracle occurred about 11 weeks ago and I made a u-turn in
my trajectory. I have been eating as if I am the diabetic I so richly
deserve to be at this point. I have lost 29 pounds and feel much much
better.This foray (of so many prior) attempts to manage my weight and diet has an extra urgent focus: crafting a pattern which I will not ultimately be driven to abandon. So, although I am eating nothing based on sugar, I have been occasionally indulging in limited quasi sweets such as a 60 calorie sugar free Russel Stover chocolate covered toffee, or a soy based 100 calorie ice cream bar. These are part of a day's food only when they will not override my daily/weekly calorie and macro nutrient goals. So, not daily, but not never.
I know this about myself: if I have to imagine a life without ANY sort of sweet treat beyond fruit (which I love, by the way) I will be back to sadly, secretly, and suicidally nuking cake in a mug.