Choose your poison: sugar is worse, and no sugar is miserable. You'll die anyway, enjoy whatever you want, however you want, whenever you can. It makes no difference in the grand scheme of things.
Few weeks. After that steamed carrots taste really sweet. If you drink soft drinks that are extremely sour and sweet, then eat chips for maximum salt and fat taste, you are essentially blinding your taste buds. Everything else tastes bland.
Everyone can habituate. People have lived long time with eating less sweets than we do today and they were not miserable.
You don't think there's a medium to be found here?
Sure, denying yourself all pleasures isn't a lot of fun. But living entirely in response to those urges is a great way to feel sick and unhealthy all the time. I feel physically way healthier and better at 196 pounds than I did at 328. That's not just because it's likely added many years to my lifespan. It's because I don't have to check the sturdiness of a chair before sitting down, because I don't want to collapse after climbing a staircase, because I can share my body with a sexual partner and not feel ashamed.
Self-control does not have to mean self-denial. It means making the trade-offs between different things you want (which often conflict with one another) deliberately and consciously instead of accidentally.
Few weeks. After that steamed carrots taste really sweet. If you drink soft drinks that are extremely sour and sweet, then eat chips for maximum salt and fat taste, you are essentially blinding your taste buds. Everything else tastes bland.
Everyone can habituate. People have lived long time with eating less sweets than we do today and they were not miserable.