I MAY have snapped

I was at Wal-Mart the other day by myself, but it definitely didn't feel like it. I had Sebastian's conscience riding with me the entire time, and it really bugged me.

Sebastian likes to give input on the foods I should eat. No artificial ingredients, no fats, no oils and no over-processed meats.

I know he's doing it because he knows what's best for me and my health, but everytime I hear someone telling me what I shouldn't eat, it just brings back memories of my mom controlling everything I ever ate.

And I know it's very hypocritical to become upset on his advice when I'm the one who's overweight, but I can't stand it when all the fun is being taken away from eating some good foods; or at least what I consider to be good.

• I wanted to buy bologna because I hadn't eaten it since I was in High School. Then Sebastian came into my head and told me that it was overprocessed food with bits of every meat imaginable. So I bought Turkey meat instead.
• I wanted to buy Iceberg lettuce, but chose the red leaf lettuce instead when he mentioned once that the Iceberg lettuce offered no nutrional value at all. It was basically eating water out of a bag.  
• All American Cheese. Nope, didn't happen. Opted for mozzarella instead.
• Forget eating ANYTHING with high fructose corn syrup, which is a majority of all things.

That's my biggest pet peeve.

"Don't tell me what I shouldn't eat." I said

"Ok, ok. I won't. From now on, you can eat whatever you want" he replied.

A guy I dated for about a month took me out to dinner a while back. I made the mistake of voicing out loud my desire to order an apetizer and a meal.

"You're going to eat all of that?" he asked

Well, I guess I won't now.

I didn't order the apetizer. And I don't know if I was full from the food, or if I was just embarassed for suggesting two things, but I didn't even finish my meal.