Are 5 Jellybeans My Undoing?

This is really the hardest thing I've ever done.    I've said it before, but it bears repeating: what a roller coaster!  One day I feel like a rock star riding on a wave of euphoria, the next day I might feel like I'm slipping and that's when the fear hits.   This weekend I ate five jellybeans and obsessed about them for two days.  I ate jellybeans.  I didn't resist them.  I just got a handful and shoved them in my mouth like it was nothing.  That's a sugary carb!  Does this mean I'm slipping?  Is my resolve dissolving? Oh no - why did I do that? Then I ate a handful of Triscuits.  I'm. Out. Of. Control!!!!    Scary but that was my mental refrain for the past two days. Now I think about it and realize that I let five jellybeans bother me all weekend.   Am I ruined by five jellybeans?  No.  Am I going down because of 100 calories? No.  Am I stronger than a handful of triscuits?   Of course I am!   So onward and upward.  I probably burned those 100 calories just worrying about the whole mess anyway.