Control Yourself

I can't. I actually, for real, cannot stop myself. I pity my poor housemate. If she buys a packet of biscuits and leaves me alone in the house for more than half an hour it's a pretty safe bet that she no longer owns a packet of biscuits. I have a bit of a complex about it too. See, icecream is best eaten starigh from the tub (less dishes, larger surface area for yummy melty bits) so I sit me down with a tub and a spoon and I start out slow, telling myself I'll only have a little every night, everything in moderation right? So I get to the point that I figure I should stop when a thought goes streaking through my brain - I SHOULD HAVE ONE MORE MOUTHFUL! I have to have a "last" mouthful. So I do. But it isn't enough, so I have one more "last" mouthful. And then I figure if I just have one more really quickly it doesn't count... before I know it I've worked myself into a frenzy, shovelling icecream into my face faster than I can swallow it. Suddenly... the tub is empty, I feel sick and worst of all, I'm ashamed and guilty. It's the same for biscuits (mine or not, I don't care), shopping, drinking, fruit, veg, toast, TV... I don't know what a moderation is?