Late Night Snacks Are My Weakness

Ever since I was a kid, I've had an odd relationship with late-night snacks. The routine starts when the clock strikes midnight; suddenly, my stomach growls like it’s been waiting all day for this moment. It's not just any snack, it has to be something sweet and creamy, like ice cream or pudding. My roommates know better than to mess with me during these times because I am single-minded in my pursuit of sugar and dairy bliss. The funny part is, I feel so guilty afterward but can't stop myself from doing it. Is this just a weird quirk that everyone has, or am I the only one who feels like they’re sneaking midnight snacks to avoid being judged by an imaginary panel of health experts? Do people get over this as adults, or is it a lifelong struggle with sweet temptation after dark?