This is how I feel as I write this right now. Bursting at the seams. I woke up this morning (on day 6 of my fast food challenge) happy that I’d made it through the weekend but feeling shitty about myself.
I had pizza last night. I had a couple of beers with dinner. I snacked. And then today, before lunch (which was healthy – low carb Chinese chicken and veggies) I had a bagel.
I’m not sure why I had it. I didn’t even necessarily want it. But I had it. Cause it was sitting there.
Oh, almost forgot… had a piece of pizza this morning too. In addition to the piece of egg / sausage casserole I gave to the boys.
What the fuck?
The weight is getting to me. It’s taking a huge toll on me not only physically but emotionally as well. I never feel ‘good'”. I’m grumpy. I’m moody.
I feel like I’m lost.