After a kinda crappy night of sleep, I had a pretty decent morning and then everything went to shit. Super angry all day. Yelling at my mom, banging the steering wheel, losing my cool even after reminding myself to be compassionate.
I was really hungry and totally angry ate way too much salad, plowed through chocolate and really really want to eat the carrot cake lurking in the fridge.
I can't decide whether to stay at home, go sit in the hot tub and go to bed early - ignoring all the "to dos" I have on my list - or go to the movies with my sister - still ignoring my to dos - or lie on the couch and watch TV then go do the things I need to do.
I hate days like this where I don't get to work out, don't get to shower, and feel grumpy all day.
I need to take drugs or I'm going to start eating the house. Wait, I'm already eating the house. I looked at myself in the mirror today and I'm so fat and blobby and full of cellulite. I am so gross. But I just want to keep eating. I don't care enough to stop.
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