My day started crappy. I needed to work an 11-hour shift but as soon as I saw my weight (first thing I do when I wake up) I freaked out. I hated myself so much. I hate myself for the out of control bulimic (I say bulimic because I AM more bulimic than anorexic) pig I am. +0,9 within one day. Unfair. I tried so hard to eat OK and I knew I had eaten ( Read more... )