The Anti-Craving

I don't keep a lot of junk food in my house because I lack self control. Usually when I want something like brownies and cookies, I make myself bake them from scratch. That way I know I really want them if I go through that effort. Then once they're made, they last for about 2 days before I demolish whatever is sitting saran-wrapped on my kitchen table because if I don't eat them they taunt me and tease me and never let me forget they're there. Self con-what?

For the past 2 days there has been cheese cake in my fridge, breyers vanilla bean ice cream (my favorite) in my freezer, Hershey's chocolate syrup, whip cream and a giant bag of Reese's peanut butter cups.
Do you understand the endless possibilities of sugary, chocolaty, fatty goodness right at my fingertips?
I haven't touched them.

Good for me, you might be thinking, because, really I don't want them at all.
So why are they still haunting me? WHY? I keep thinking to myself, "Break up those Reese's, mix them in the ice cream! You love that!" "Pour some chocolate syrup on the cheese cake! It's so delicious!" I know this food is yummy, but I'm just so uninterested in them.
It's freaking me out that I don't want them, and I'm obsessing over the food in the same way I would if I were trying not to eat them...only...I don't want to eat them! What the hell, man?! What the hell?!