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I'm so fucking frustrated. First, my email gets hacked last week. Now, over 70 dollars worth of fradulent charges show up on my bank statement this morning. I feel like screaming. How the hell does this happen?! I don't buy stuff online, don't go to weird porn sites, and I'm always super careful about protecting my info. Why why why does this happen? UGH. *pulls out hair* Now I have to pack up both kids and schlep my ass down to the bank to report this and hopefully get my money back. I want to cry, I think crying is clearly the only logical option at this point.
To add insult to injury, I've gained 10 lbs. in the last 2 weeks from trying not to binge/purge. Obviously, I suck at healthy eating, even when I think I'm doing it right. I almost hyperventilated when I stepped on the scale this morning. I need a vacation. I want to go back down to S.C and just soak in the heat and the smells and drive by my old house and just remember what it felt like to be home. I hate N.Y, always have. The south is deep in me, down in my bones, and I'm more home-sick for it than I can ever remember being.