I threw about a pound of it away after inspecting all the loot. I was impressed with myself because even after sorting and rooting around 500+ pieces of candy, I didn't have a single piece!
I DON'T WANT ANY!
The candy is NOT hidden. The candy is very accessible and I could easily eat behind closed doors, but I don't. I don't think about what I'm missing out on. I'm not thinking about what it would taste like. I'm thinking that if I did have a piece, I don't know if I could stop at just ONE. As I chose not to have one, it's gotten a lot easier to look past the short-term satisfaction and looking forward to the long-term goal. I never thought that I'd be the one to say no to chocolate and be OKAY with it. I have given away some of it, thrown away some and the kids have some now and then. Now the candy and chocolate is an after-thought. If even that!
I'm getting used to politely telling my uber-sugar tooth, "No thank you." And I don't mourn it. I don't mind. I'm getting USED to it!