Got Caught With Ice Cream

So, here I am, just figuring everything out with this new DDLG thing. It's been a whirlwind since my divorce, and honestly, it’s the first time in ages that I’ve felt like I’m exploring something for myself instead of what society expects from me. Anyway, today was supposed to be a day where I followed every rule our arrangement set out, no cheating on chores or sneaking snacks when I wasn’t allowed to. But you know how it is: the house was empty, and there in the freezer, taunting me from its cold embrace, was my favorite flavor of ice cream. It’s chocolate chip cookie dough, if that helps paint the scene better. And so, instead of sticking to the plan, I gave in and ate a few scoops. Now here’s where it gets interesting, I was just about to start cleaning up when she called, asking me how my day was going. And there I was, trying to think fast, coming up with excuses like ‘I’ve been so productive today’ while inside, I knew it was all lies. The guilt hit hard and fast, here I am, supposed to be disciplined and obedient, and instead, sneaking snacks when I shouldn’t have. It’s like that time in college where I convinced myself one small slip wasn’t a big deal, but now with everything else happening, it feels so much worse. But hey, at least I’m owning up to it now.