This may not fit in the success story as a huge weight loss would, but none the less, it was a success for me. I work in a school where people love to bring me treats. Yesterday, a lovely new teacher at the school gave me a beautiful chocolate croissant as a treat for helping her. If I ate it, I’d have about a hundred calories left for dinner. I stuck it in my lunch box. During the 1 hour 30 minutes drive home (lots of traffic) it sat in the seat next to me. Finally at home, I offered it to my husband. He chucked it in the trash. How does he do that? I’m proving something important to myself. Food does not control me. Next time I hope not eating something will be easier.