Every chocoholic has a love/hate relationship with Easter.
While it's great because you're entitled to stuff your face with Easter eggs, that love soon curdles after you hit the chocolate wall.
In the run up to Easter weekend, you're plagued by feelings of...
I wonder how many eggs I'll get?
Heck, you even start dreaming about the stuff.
Then it happens...
Easter weekend hits and you eat that chocolate.
Every. Last. Bit.
GAME OVER GUYZ
The sweats begin...
You feel sick...
You have headache...
And for the next few days, the thought of chocolate makes you want to simultaneously sob and vom uncontrollably.
To make matters worse, your trousers are too tight
There's a mountain on your face
And a week later you still can't bring yourself to leave the house.
But if anything, you need to thank your big Easter binge...
Because it has taught you a lesson in self control
Until next year.
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