𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬. Here's what happens: You're sitting there, working, minding your own business, and BING! "I want something to eat." A tiny piece of you feels guilt and shame. You just had a snack like what, an hour ago? Yet here you are again. You open the cabinets and stare in. You open the fridge