May
But I wish I wasn’t
Unsurprisingly I feel like a fat cow. It’s like my weight yo-yo’s. A lot of people will tell me that I look great and I don’t need to lose any weight, and it gets to the point where I believe them. Not because I truly agree, but because at that point my resolve is already wavering—sometimes I think it would be easier if everyone just told me I was fat. At least then I’d stop deliberating.
Anyway, I’ve hit the other side where complacency blends into disgust. What the hell have I been doing with myself these past two months? It’s absurd. I need to get back on track. Summer is literally right here. So I’m starting SlimQuick to help boost me back into the whole dieting thing.
Here’s to some results!
When I fast, I think of all of the actual control I have over my life. Food is an addiction, and fasting is completely healthy. I fast to take control over the things I have immediate power over. It’s not starving and I don’t have an eating disorder, nor do I promote eating disorders and unhealthy…
Starting off the day with a 24 hours of fasting, a green tea and a cig ;)