#wilseddiary

[wilisonair]

One of my favorite things to do is bake. I've made friends with my local fire station. Once a month I bake something I've been craving/something I've been wanting to try to make. I save a little for myself and my partner. Then I take the rest out to the fire house.

It's a great deal for everyone involved. I get to do what I love without the calories haunting me from my fridge and they get some sweet treats. They'll even give me feedback on new recipes if I ask for it. It's so awesome.

[wilisonair]

Ate last night at a family dinner. We got sushi. It is not sitting well with me. I am nauseous as hell. I'm trying really hard not to 🤮. I am not built for it. I don't enjoy it. I have a fucking doctor's appointment in the morning I don't want to pay the cancelation fee for.

[wilisonair]

Wil at the grocery store again fighting for his life. I am 24 hours into a f4st, but I'm also a contributing member of this house. Not a great combo rn.

[wilisonair]

I'm so tired

[wilisonair]

Guys is it d1s0rdered to count your yogurt scoops? Asking for a friend.

[wilisonair]

The stress I have been under the last couple of weeks has wrecked my body. The late night binges are too fucking regular.

[wilisonair]

I have an event in 17 days. I will be photographed on the red carpet. I will be meeting influencial people in my industry. I can't fuck this up.

To-do list for my reference:

- Less than 5OOc in

- Exercise twice a day. No exceptions

- Only coffee and water before noon

- Finish the tie and jacket designs

- Thrift coat and fabrics

- Get hair bundles

- Get in with a barber

- Study every afternoon. Two hour minimum

- One granola bar and green tea while studying

- OMAD dinner

- Gelato as a treat every five days

[wilisonair]

My partner surprised me with cake tonight. I am overwhelmed by his love for me and my hatred for myself.

I ate it for him. For his happiness. My birthday isn't for me.