Anyway, Mom then says to me, "Do you remember back when you were about ten... I noticed that there was a lot of Coke in the fridge... that you weren't drinking it... and I asked you if you still liked it... and you said:
'I'm just proving to myself that I can give it up.'"
I neither remember this, nor frankly, can I believe it. I gave up Coke? Cold turkey? When I was ten? Madness.
The creepier thing is realizing that I almost certainly did this to show that if I could do it, she could too.