How hard do you think it is for me to go into the grocery store and buy veggie mix, and not donuts? It's getting easier. The first time or two after I started the latest diet, I was drawn to the bakery department, because that was always my first stop whenever I'd drop in for a couple of items.
Yogurt, four-bean salad, and two glazed donuts. Diet soda, skim milk, and two buttermilk bars. Baking potatoes, no-pulp orange juice, and two apple fritters. That kind of thing.
It is getting easier. It would be helpful if the bakery weren't next to the produce section, but I guess that can't be helped. The Eskimo Pies are across the aisle from the Lean Pockets, and I've managed to get past that impediment. I'm a better person for it. Not thinner (or richer or smarter), but better.
There's no need to worry that I'm starving myself, but I've been able to resist grazing unconsciously in the kitchen. I catch myself thinking about it and remind myself that I don't have to eat every time food crosses my mind. I try to wait until I'm hungry, and then eat whatever takes the edge off. Luckily, I don't have to worry about anyone else's needs and can eat whatever, whenever.
That makes for an interesting diet, sometimes. Sometimes lunch is two fig bars, and dinner is a bowl of chopped broccoli / cauliflower / celery blend, with maybe three spoonfuls of Stonyfield Farm French vanilla yogurt before bed, to get me through the night. Okay, maybe it's not all that interesting. It does sound like I'm having fun, though, doesn't it?