Between 2012 and August 2022, ate one serving of chocolate a day. (about 200 calories). Some articles claim that chocolate feels like love in the brain. 2016, gave up plenty of foods that I used to love, eat often, and eat a lot of: sweet potatoes, Clif bars. Gave them up immediately, permanently, drastically, and easily. Do not even crave them. However, chocolate took a lot of time and effort to give up. It was like a drug addiction or something.
Physically and emotionally, have not noticed any changes in my worthless corpse since giving up chocolate. However, it is not a controlled experiment. When I was eating chocolate, I was 29 to 39.5 years old. Now I am 41.5 years old. So, all things equal, (which they are not), if I am (or if I were) the same physically and emotionally @ 41.5, as I was @ 29, then I am actually improving. On the other hand, not all variables can be measured or controlled. Weight has remained the same. (However, percent body fat could have gone up while weight stayed the same). Blood pressure and pulse about the same. Bloodwork looks about the same (although plenty of other factors could be influencing bloodwork, not just chocolate.) When I was 40 years and 2 months old, I started having to take a nap, two hours after waking up, on days off work. Otherwise, energy levels have been about the same for the past two years. On the other hand, it is not possible to measure energy levels, and other factors could be affecting energy levels too. Always been uptight/edgy. Loud noises scare me, but it's always been like that. Touch sensitivity.
In the past two years, I have not changed in any significant way, that I know of, thus far: athletically, mentally, emotionally, socially, financially, occupationally.
However, still craving chocolate.
Considering, after work anniversary 4 years, October 8, 2024, considering that from that day on, I eat one serving of chocolate (max) per day, for the rest of my stupidass "life".
My "life" has gone sideways. When I was 12, I just assumed that by 41, I would've accomplished *something*. But, *no*. (rolls eyes). I feel like a f*****g failure. No STEM job/degree/license. Not even a professional job, s**t. I feel so f*****g ashamed of myself. Home Depot does background checks, but also hires convicted felons. The job description says "lift fifty pounds", but there is no lifting test. When a job interviewer asks "Can you lift fifty pounds?", anyone could answer "yes". They might not "know" they can lift fifty pounds, or maybe they lifted fifty pounds ten years ago, or maybe they lifted a barbell. But lifting fifty pounds of concrete is much harder than lifting a fifty pound barbell, <i>even though they both weigh fifty pounds </i>. And then, as a Lot Attendant, you are often lifting more than one bag of concrete. And you sometimes have to lift the concrete over your head, onto the ground, or in an awkward configuration. Zero "friends". Single, zero children. No car. Minimum wage, part time job that any old monkey could do. Physically much weaker than I would have wanted or expected (based on effort). Mentally much slower. Academically stupider. Socially awkward and emotionally fragile. Bowel movements a disaster. Back pain. Itchy. And only 41 and rapidly getting worse, s**t.
Chocolate I used to eat daily: Twix, Kit Kat, Reese's.
Considering giving up. I've been over the hill for a longfuck time. "You only live once." Giving up chocolate is not a LinkedIn accomplishment. s**t. Plenty of precious lil "people", 65 years old, work two full time jobs. Restaurant, retail, sales. Standing up jobs. Minimum wage, menial labor, manual labor. And they are in worse health than me and they are fatter than me. But "life" goes on. My workplace has plenty of fat employees, and they appear to be able to do the same things as skinny people, and that includes living long lifespans. Some of them are married, have children, have second jobs, drive cars, have friends, talk on the phone, go on vacations for a couple of weeks. And some of those fat employees are 75, 69, or 65 years old.
On the other hand, considering just making my diet stricter, b/c for Lot Attendant, I have to be in better health.
Nature vs nurture
nothing i do is ever good enough, s**t.