Crazybecka88
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Old habits die hard
The title should be self-explanatory for anyone who has been reading my thread. Somehow, some way, I broke my promise to myself yesterday...bad to my old cycle.. and today, I obviously feel like an absolute walking pile of shite. I can't comprehend how it happened or why it happened- I wasnt triggered by any negative emotions, as I had had a relatively good day. Basically, I just wanted to eat all of the 'forbidden foods' I could. Perhaps its because I know I'ms tarting a new regimented eating plan this weekend. But I could probably provide at least a million 'perhaps' and I still wouldnt understand why after all of this therapy and hard work, I still havent extinguished my demons. They're still here taunting me almost every day screaming 'eat, eat'. It's like that angel/devil scenario we see is so many films and television shows where your mind is split bilaterally. Yesterday, my angel seemed to have been home sick with the flu as the bad side won out.
I feel so freaking miserable. I wasnt going to even bother posting this as I am so incredibly ashamed that it happened again after I promised myself it wouldnt. But I figured that by not posting, I would just be perpetuating the cycle of keeping my 'secret concealed'. So, I'm venturing down the new path of being 110% honest instead of the usual 99%. I'm certainly paying for the binge today as my stomach is so inflamed and bloated- look preggo. Lovely way to start the day, eh?
Well, rather than continuing to immerse myself in this self-deprecating puddle of shame and self-pity, I suppose I just need to jump back on the bandwagon. Sticking away from a lot of carbs today and tomorrow- need to be really strict in order to fit into my ALTERED wedding dress on Saturday- bloody wonderful timing.Okay, depressing posts will cease now.
The title should be self-explanatory for anyone who has been reading my thread. Somehow, some way, I broke my promise to myself yesterday...bad to my old cycle.. and today, I obviously feel like an absolute walking pile of shite. I can't comprehend how it happened or why it happened- I wasnt triggered by any negative emotions, as I had had a relatively good day. Basically, I just wanted to eat all of the 'forbidden foods' I could. Perhaps its because I know I'ms tarting a new regimented eating plan this weekend. But I could probably provide at least a million 'perhaps' and I still wouldnt understand why after all of this therapy and hard work, I still havent extinguished my demons. They're still here taunting me almost every day screaming 'eat, eat'. It's like that angel/devil scenario we see is so many films and television shows where your mind is split bilaterally. Yesterday, my angel seemed to have been home sick with the flu as the bad side won out.
I feel so freaking miserable. I wasnt going to even bother posting this as I am so incredibly ashamed that it happened again after I promised myself it wouldnt. But I figured that by not posting, I would just be perpetuating the cycle of keeping my 'secret concealed'. So, I'm venturing down the new path of being 110% honest instead of the usual 99%. I'm certainly paying for the binge today as my stomach is so inflamed and bloated- look preggo. Lovely way to start the day, eh?
Well, rather than continuing to immerse myself in this self-deprecating puddle of shame and self-pity, I suppose I just need to jump back on the bandwagon. Sticking away from a lot of carbs today and tomorrow- need to be really strict in order to fit into my ALTERED wedding dress on Saturday- bloody wonderful timing.Okay, depressing posts will cease now.