I’ve lost 30 pounds. Probably have a similar amount to go. But really got almost addicted to “being good”. It’s hard to explain I was getting a buzz from knowing I was triumphing every single day and working towards leaving the fat me behind (who I have come to despise). Being fat really has ruined my life as I have shut myself away.
Weirdly it wasn’t too hard work not to spoil my diet plan as it was just doing my mental health the world of good. And I was feeling so empowered to broaden my horizons again.
Anyway yesterday was the first day in months where I really overdid it. I must have drank two bottles of red wine which just gave me a massive appetite- cheesy garlic bread, pasta, pizza, lasagna, birthday cake, crisps, crumble (I think I ate an entire wheel of Brie 😭) etc. All consumed in a very short period of time when very drunk.
I just feel disgusting today. I’m VERY anxious. I know the weight didn’t come on over night and it won’t be piled on from one day being bad. But I just have so much anxiety! Maybe I’m scared this is the beginning of the end?
I really could cry. What is wrong with me? My head cannot get my heart to see logic! Not like me at all