I hate myself. I hate my weakness. I hate that just when I've mastered myself control slips through my fingers. I'm disgusting.
Just when I was finally making progress I go on a two day binge of nothing but fried fat and fried carbs. I'm disgusted. Why didn't I just eat a stick of fried butter while I was at it. So after Disneyland and dining out for the last 2 days my hard work of making it under 150 is gone. I know it. I weighed myself when I got home (though it was the middle of the day instead of the morning) and I was 154! I Thats 6 pounds!!! I'm not sure how thats possible, but I can't handle it. I need to be back under 150 by Monday at the latest.
I don't want to look like this.
Give me the strength and control.
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