First Step to Recovery

They say in many a 12 Step Program that admission is the first step to recovery. If that is indeed true, than I would like to admit to a pile of things today, in hopes that I can eventually recover.

1--I admit that I eat when I am stressed, angry, or bummed out.

2--I admit that I tend to choose things like the Costco ice cream bar dipped in chopped almonds for just such emotional eating--even if it still breakfast time.

3--I admit that the minute I say exactly what I am thinking, which is generally not nice, and get that feeling off my chest I feel bad immediately and want to apologize.

4--I admit that I prefer to have my kids busy doing things than sitting around, even if I could get to sit around with them.

5--I admit that I feel a sense of guilt if I do not pitch in to help my kids' teams/friends/classes/schools.

6--I admit that I enjoy watching naughty teen 80s movies when I am home alone.

7--I admit that I buy more produce than we ever eat in hopes that when I line my groceries on the check out conveyor belt that it looks like I cook more healthy food for my family than I actually do.

8--I admit that I have stalked people I knew as "popular kids" in HS on Facebook hoping to find them fat and miserable.

9--I admit that sometimes I just put on my "happy face" for the public and keep my nasty real-self for my family. (And yes, I know that is totally unfair to them.)

10--I admit that I feel no guilt on Sundays when Genius Golfer gets tired of waiting for me to wake up from a nap to make dinner and he grilled steaks and bakes potatoes by himself.

11--I admit that I wish the first day of school was a Mother's Holiday event at my favorite burger joint, The Barn.

12--I admit that I stash M'nMs and Reece's peanut butter cups in my house so I can eat them without sharing with my kids.

OK. I think a dozen admissions in one day is enough. In some of these cases, I am not sure I really want to recover, but I feel better admitting them just the same.