I was doing really well there for a little bit; getting on the treadmill and feeling good. As of two days ago I was two pounds down and feeling 15 pounds down, but then the flu hit and while I know that I should be kind to myself, I feel like a failure.
I'm disappointed. I want to be thin, now. I want to not have to be nice to myself, but I want to fight and fight and be thin.
Life gets in the fucking way of stuff, you know?
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