Growing up, I remember my mom's obsession with Weight Watchers. Recently, I was at a women's expo and the question almost every woman had was "how many calories are in this treat?"
While I really wish I didn't care how many calories were in what I eat, I secretly do.
Today alone I've already had more carbs than anyone needs to have eaten in one day, and I've also demolished a bag of gummy worms. This is why I don't try to diet: I always fail.
But clearly I'm not the only one who struggles with their diet. I guess we're all in this together.