Addiction Story #13, Milk Thistle: Out with the Oreos

I’m writing about my road in real time, right now using the Medium app on my iPhone 12 Mini. I had to dispose of the cookie villains.

Our sweet doggy, Sugar (named by Figgy nearly 17 years ago), in the faux fur hat my grandma bought me in the 1980s. Sug is the only kind of white sugar that’s good for me.

I’m such a sugar addict that I can’t co-exist with the Oreos.

No can do.

And I want to report on this addiction recovery journey in.the.moment, so here I am writing hard again for the third…