It's interesting to me to note that for the first 7-8 months, I dreamed, almost daily, of incidents in which I'd eat foods I oughtn't. In the dreams, I'd know that what I was about to eat would cause me pain, and yet I decided to eat it anyway. Lucky for me, I never stayed in the dream long enough to get the consequences.
For the few months after that, I still dreamed at least once a week of doing that.
This morning, for the first time that I recall, I had a dream in which I wanted to eat something on the No! list, but decided instead to eat stuff for me that was okay. Of course, I had to get through the giant, confusing, industrial, ZOMBIE-RIDDEN kitchen to do so...but I'm thinking that's a neurosis for another day.
I suspect this means some sort of internal (positive) breakthrough. Yay!