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Today was another good day. I ate 740 calories but managed to burn off 670 on the stationary bike. My mother started Weight Watchers again, so I'm in for another few months of bitching from her. She has no idea how much I want to hit her when she complains about eating a slice of cake that has a few points too many when I've already scarfed down 1500 calories in an hour and then spent twice as long trying to exercise them off. Or she'll rave about how much food she gets to eat and how she's never hungry and how she can't believe she's actually losing weight, etc., when it's 2 o'clock and all I've had so far is half a serving of oatmeal.
There was this depressed girl on Grey's Anatomy tonight and it reminded me of the way I used to feel. My life was a living hell for four years, and I'm still not sure how I made it through. Even though parts of my life are a bit fucked up now, I'm still a hundred times happier than I was two years ago.
There was this depressed girl on Grey's Anatomy tonight and it reminded me of the way I used to feel. My life was a living hell for four years, and I'm still not sure how I made it through. Even though parts of my life are a bit fucked up now, I'm still a hundred times happier than I was two years ago.