I disgust myself.
Today I decided to weigh myself for the first time in about 2 months and I was 100% Right at what my weight was, and it is horrifying... I gained 30 fucking pounds!! I just want to die... It’s going to take forever to lose this fucking weight... but it starts now, hopefully I can shed this gross fat sooner rather then later... I look and feel terrible... No food today, long walk, and my friend is coming over which I would rather crawl into a hole from the world and just die... but she is my best friend and has been since we were kids and she deals with bulimia herself, and I have put off hanging out with her for a while due to depression but I promised today I would for sure, and at least I wont binge while she is around... not that I would anyway because I refuse to binge. I am suppose to go to the circus this Friday with my brother, his girlfriend, and a couple mutual friends, it was my idea... but if I haven’t lost at least 5 lbs by then... I am not going as punishment. MUST. LOSE. THIS. WEIGHT!!! I got a treadmill yesterday so I am pretty excited about that, I just need my dad to bring it into the house... then I am going to live on that mother fucker. I know if I cut back on drinking or stop all together I would lose weight quicker, but I just cant do that... alcohol keeps me sane, there’s no way in hell I could walk past a mirror and see myself or live in this terrible body sober.












