So, I received a nutritional plan from my trainer. It looked strict, so naturally - it was TIME FOR A BIG BAG OF REESE'S PIECES. This is after the previous day's bag of Reese's Pieces/pudding/graham crackers, etc. Fuck. Fuck.
Anyway, I feel better today. Just mad at myself for adding on pounds. It's the whole "Magic Food" theory of the Night Before The Diet. "What I eat now does not count lalalalalalalala". Sigh.
Still, I have some subbing work coming up. That will feel great. I will learn to drive soon. Then I can stop hating myself.
I feel sad that I am not with my family in Osoyoos. It's hard.
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