I seriously couldn’t stand it.
I needed comfort food.
I ate ice cream for dinner.
I have been eating like total crap since Thursday.
I am terrified to weigh myself.
I have no idea how much weight I’ve gained.
I guess it doesn’t matter in the end. I had to cope somehow. I wouldn’t have made it otherwise.
Something had to give.
I just feel… guilty and gross.
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