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Normally I am not a stress eater, i usually lose my appetite or jsut workout alot, or clean or something. But this weekend was probably one of the worst ever. My bf left me, one of the reasons being my ED. And i jumped from a nice 94.8 to almost 99. I am a fat fucking failure. I keep telling myself that im not going to break but i always give in. Ugh. I always have control! Whats happening to me?
And plus, ive been on my period for almost 2 weeks now! I have no idea what is up with me. Hopefully im dying.
But anyways.
Tomorrow is a new day with a new start and i am determined to do well. My first GW is to get back down to 95 which should not be hard, then 90, and then 85. and then from there on out i will decide if i want/need to lose more. Which i probably will, but i will cross that bridge when i get there.
Tomorrow i am restricting as much as possible. Breakfast nothing, lunch nothing, and probably something small that i will just pick at for dinner. My mom has kindve caught on to my weird habits so i have to make her believe im still eating.
Maybe an apple or something. Who knows.
And plus, ive been on my period for almost 2 weeks now! I have no idea what is up with me. Hopefully im dying.
But anyways.
Tomorrow is a new day with a new start and i am determined to do well. My first GW is to get back down to 95 which should not be hard, then 90, and then 85. and then from there on out i will decide if i want/need to lose more. Which i probably will, but i will cross that bridge when i get there.
Tomorrow i am restricting as much as possible. Breakfast nothing, lunch nothing, and probably something small that i will just pick at for dinner. My mom has kindve caught on to my weird habits so i have to make her believe im still eating.
Maybe an apple or something. Who knows.