The Grapefruit Diet: Day 2
I think today was actually worse than yesterday. The morning went pretty well. Slept in, then had two fried eggs and 2 slices of bacon and a half a grapefruit.
I ate a late lunch that was a little chaotic. Grapefruit Juice (which tasted funny), a small bowl of lettuce with french dressing, and about 5 pieces of ham, the rest of the leftover turkey, and some pepperoni.
After lunch I went with dad, and I ended up getting sick to my stomach. It took all my willpower not to throw up in the car. Eventually it must have went away on it's own because I felt better.
Dinner was better, two burger patties, a half a grapefruit, and some yummy carrots!
The badness though, is that the afternoon through the evening I felt depressed by the way my father was acting around me, and it upset me a lot and so I cried a lot, mostly hiding it from them. Even through my dinner. Then tonight was pretty good. Mom and I watched American Idol and then went out and watched One Tree Hill with dad, but towards the end (while BJL was singing the ass.) he started picking on me, literally, he's a freak and has this little dental pick, and he was pricking my foot with it. I gave him a good "kick -punch- threaten with scissors" combo and hightailed it to my room, while calling my mom a fucking bitch for taking his side without even knowing what he was doing.
Now, I'm starving, but fortunately, bedtime. and my exhaustion outweighs my hunger.
I ate a late lunch that was a little chaotic. Grapefruit Juice (which tasted funny), a small bowl of lettuce with french dressing, and about 5 pieces of ham, the rest of the leftover turkey, and some pepperoni.
After lunch I went with dad, and I ended up getting sick to my stomach. It took all my willpower not to throw up in the car. Eventually it must have went away on it's own because I felt better.
Dinner was better, two burger patties, a half a grapefruit, and some yummy carrots!
The badness though, is that the afternoon through the evening I felt depressed by the way my father was acting around me, and it upset me a lot and so I cried a lot, mostly hiding it from them. Even through my dinner. Then tonight was pretty good. Mom and I watched American Idol and then went out and watched One Tree Hill with dad, but towards the end (while BJL was singing the ass.) he started picking on me, literally, he's a freak and has this little dental pick, and he was pricking my foot with it. I gave him a good "kick -punch- threaten with scissors" combo and hightailed it to my room, while calling my mom a fucking bitch for taking his side without even knowing what he was doing.
Now, I'm starving, but fortunately, bedtime. and my exhaustion outweighs my hunger.