Today was a bad food day. Actually, I've been challenged since Saturday to get back on track. All I want to do is eat. I feel so fat. I feel inhuman. Like I don't fit in furniture. I want to make better choices for myself, but I just can't seem to commit. It's Tuesday and I don't weigh in until Sunday, so I have a minute to get it together.
I resent having to diet or to control my choices. I find comfort and friendship in food. I know that sounds a bit strange, but I want friendship and comfort right now and always.
I have to make a decision about exercise soon. I want to come home, but I have to decide how to pay for it. I would like a treadmill and some weights.
Lots of thoughts today. Not sure how to express them.
No comments:
Post a Comment