Donuts really don't do anything for me

As my name is Donut Diva you can tell I have a love affair with them. I used to buy a dozen glazed donuts from Walmart eat a few for breakfast then come home and heat them up for a few seconds in the microwave for an afternoon snack. Man was that good. Then of course I can't tell you how many times a week I would go to Dunkin Donuts and get a #1. One glazed, one chocolate frosted, an xl coffee with extra cream and extra sugar.
Well I haven't done that in close to a year. But today I didn't have my protein coffee and we were going to a pumpkin patch. So I decided why not get one glazed donut just for old times sake.
I got a nice cup of decaf with splenda and when I was finished got right into the tasty gooey morsel I was going to call breakfast. Well three bites in and I was done. I mean call the paramedics I am having chest pain. I told my husband get a bag ready because I might need to spit. No spitting but at least 10 minutes of chest pain.
So my breakfast was coffee and 3 bites of donut. Now a few hours later and I am feeling hungry. Nothing at the pumpkin patch I could eat. First time I went without buying funnel cake or fries, and on the way home the only thing I saw was a sub shop. I refuse to have any more tuna or salads this week. But what did I find in the carseat next to me? Well the rest of my donut just laying there so inviting. And so the saga continues. I ate three more bites and back again to the chest pain. I'll admit it, I have no will power. If there is something in the house that I like I feel the need to revisit it all night until I have had several bites or servings. Having a donut even when it causes me pain in my presence just is too much for me. Thank God for the band, without it I would never be able to turn down donuts or any other type of food.
What did I learn? As much as I love them, it really isn't worth the pain. Hopfully the scale won't move in the wrong direction because of my bad judgements this week.
I also had a bag of m&m's on Tuesday. I used to have one a day at my break. I passed on the cake that was sitting in the teacher's lounge, and the box of munchkins there on Wednesday.