Self-torture
May 4, 2018
May 04, 2018 / 3:19PM
I think my previous post is overly mopey (that’s what happens when I blog after midnight) so here’s a new one to push it down.
Sick in bed with a fever… I was already unwell yesterday and left work early. But not before eating McDonald’s. Lol I really love making life difficult for myself. I ran 4km at the gym on an empty stomach on Wednesday and I think that’s what made me fall ill.
I don’t know why I put myself through this self-torture. I’ve lost quite a bit of weight considering the short amount of time but I’m still not satisfied. I know for a fact that I will never be satisfied. I’ll probably always feel fat even though I know I’m not and even though I haven’t been this light (weight-wise) in years.
Anyway, I also finally ended things on Wednesday so I am officially no longer dating anyone. Now I can go back to drunkenly moaning about how nobody cares about me or loves me and knowing that I am not wrong.
