Cookie Remains

I should be ashamed of what I did tonight

but I'm actually quite proud of myself.

We had some left over chocolate chip cookies

from Christmas

(I know - you'd think I'd rid the apt of it all by now...)

and I couldn't avoid wanting to eat them.

There were five.

I ate one.

Then I took the bag to my room.

Mid chew on the second cookie

I started hating myself.

So I grabbed a papertowel

and spit the chewed remains into it.

Then I decided I'd do that to them all.

No more cookies.

No putting them in my belly either.

Once I'd chewed and spit the four cookies,

I walked to the bathroom

stuffed my fingers to the back of my throat

and gagged until I got rid of that first cookie

and any bit that may have slid down.

Good girl.