The Path to Diabetes starts here.

I'm sitting at the office having a yummy little layered cake slice made of honey cracker bread, chocolate, nuts and what seems to be an entire stick of butter. I can feel my heart stopping now.
I recall the days of my childhood when I would buy juice from the street vendors and they would be so bland because they didn't want to use up their sugar and save a couple pesos. It seems that now that's definitely a thing of the past. Even meat dishes, spaghetti and pizza are all sweetened. I have to add water to all the beverages I drink because for some reason, everything has at least 3 grams of sugar. I hold back as much as I can, but it becomes difficult to find less sugar items. Not to mention the fact that exercise is very difficult to get here. I don't walk around too much because of the fumes coming by the subdivision.

Hopefully I can get back on track at some point before I begin to have some serious health problems.