I can't throw away old shoes. Only when my foot got bigger when I was younger and I let my mum do it with great sorrow in my heart.
I can't throw or give away easily old clothes which I love so much but just won't fit because I got fatter damn it! I punish myself by making me see them every day and maybe then I can make the freaking decision and lose a pound. At the end of the day, it won't work. Perfect.
I can't throw away pretty much anything of my stuff which I don't use anymore, or for some of them, I don't know they exist. Sometimes when I have nothing else to do, I open my drawers and have a what-the-fuck-is-all-this face. I immediately throw away whatever I find useless in there. It's very rejuvenating.
I used to bite my nails from whenever I had them. It was stress related but mostly it was a nasty old habit that I just could not stop. I stopped doing it 7-8 years ago but it lasted a year. I'm very very proud of myself that I haven't bitten them in a year again and this time is for real. I have beautiful hands and I own nail polish! Who would have known that I could do that.
I like food. I love it actually and this has caused me serious problems. It has become a habit for me eventually and it is very very very hard to stop it. Not stop eating but you know stop exaggerating. I do not need sugar in my life except from fruit. No sweets, no ice creams (ok maybe once or twice a month), no cakes or cupcakes! I probably do not need salt either. I do not need fried food or 2-3 slices of bread with my meal. And I need to exercise. I have to do it only a couple of times and then it will become my new habit. Which will be good for once. And since I can't afford the personal training gym, this is the next best thing. The beach is right under my house and that's about it. Just do it. Like Nike.