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I probably lost about ten pounds from that stomach flu thing I had for a week. I've gotten so many compliments on how much better I look, how much svelter. It's settled, then: I'm better unhealthily thin. Great. It doesn't matter, anyway, though. I haven't felt much like eating. I am a little concerned about myself, though, because I'm finding myself going to bed scared about how much I'd eaten that day, then I'll have dreams about eating. I just don't even know what to eat.
Ugh.
I don't know how to not be back here again. I can't join a gym yet. I should just be carbohydrate free. I just don't want to care anymore. But being thin means I don't have to worry about a whole slew of other things. I'm considering doing a modified version what I used to do and just saying
Monday: broccoli
Tuesday: zucchini or bell peppers
Wednesday: avocado
Thursday: broccoli
Friday: zucchini or bell peppers
Saturday: Soup
Sunday: Salad
Vegetable juices allowed every day. Vegemite toast allowed on Saturday morning.
I'm tired of worrying about everything. This way, I won't have to worry about food anymore, either.
Ugh.
I don't know how to not be back here again. I can't join a gym yet. I should just be carbohydrate free. I just don't want to care anymore. But being thin means I don't have to worry about a whole slew of other things. I'm considering doing a modified version what I used to do and just saying
Monday: broccoli
Tuesday: zucchini or bell peppers
Wednesday: avocado
Thursday: broccoli
Friday: zucchini or bell peppers
Saturday: Soup
Sunday: Salad
Vegetable juices allowed every day. Vegemite toast allowed on Saturday morning.
I'm tired of worrying about everything. This way, I won't have to worry about food anymore, either.