I had a binge this weekend. A really, really bad one. I gained almost 10lbs. Seriously. Aunt Flo is on her way and I haven't learned to have power over her yet. She says eat, I eat, and then I can't stop. *sigh* I'm back in the 170's (176.5) and I'm not happy about it at all. I think after my visitor checks out, I'm doing FS again. I need to detox. I'm ashamed of how I did this weekend. And what was heaviest on my mind? How will I ever be married? I would never let anyone see me eat the way I did this weekend. But if you have someone who's always home, what can you do? It's not like you can plan a binge. The sad thing is I was down about it, when really, I should welcome something like that. Maybe that will help me stop doin' it. Cuz I'm not gonna eat the way I did this weekend if there are witnesses.
Who gains 8lbs in a week? Only me.
