The truth is I just want to eat. Sigh.
Had a really good intention to just eat dinner and have a small bowl of ice cream. That turned into a big bowl of ice cream (400 calories), a packet of chocolate hazelnut butter (180 calories), and two pieces of toast with coconut oil (200 calories). No wonder I'm a huge pudgeball.
I'm also tired because I say up way too late. And then I have fantasies about not going to work. What does that say about me?
I'm hating myself every day, not wanting to go to work, not wanting to exercise, not wanting to see friends, just wanting to sleep and eat.
I should probably work on the sleeping (says the person typing away at 1:13 a.m.) and perhaps the eating will be less aggravating.
#2 Gratitude: going to my OA meeting and feeling supported in my current situation.
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