I've binged the last 3 days, haven't worked out in those 3 days either because I've been so depressed and let myself fall back to old habits. I find myself being devastated that my health journey is over and I've ruined 3 months of hard work.
Then I remember it's not fucking over till I say it's over. Onward and upward, I'm not letting 3 bad eating days ruin 3 months of progress just because my brain likes to self sabotage.
I. Will. Keep. Fucking. Going.
Because I'm that bitch.
















