I can then eat just that rather than stand at the cupcakes and suddenly realise I’ve eaten three![]()
Ah that brings back inglorious memories of the good old "cupcake" disaster of April this year.
I had to stifle a silent sob of nostalgic regret when I read that. I went from 2.3 to 17.8 within about 30 minutes.
It was then that I discovered what a genuine panic attack felt like.