It is that way with me and chocolate. I no longer crave the stuff because I have had such bad experiences. The good news is that I can very occasionally eat a teensy bit. (Not that I find it; but it finds me. Refer to your Eat Monkeys Eat post for the reason I consume chocolate at all when it has nearly killed me on multiple occasions!) The bad news is that “a teensy bit” is a moving target. For instance, yesterday the Girl Scout cookie sale occurred (aka chocolate apocalypse) and I had three thin mints in a momentary lapse of memory that—oh yeah! That shit is deadly to me!—and was thus up all night with the kind of excruciating acid reflux that makes death seem like a viable alternative. But I digress. Yay you got it figured out!! ❤️