I've had a tough October.
Just when I thought I could move on with my life, start dancing again, focus in school..etc, my depression hits again.
Suddenly I feel weak. Emotionally, that is. I can control what I eat and how much I exercise.
But for some reason, after I do well, (like today I did 4 miles with my WTP dvds), I'll screw myself up on purpose.
I had way too many bars today. So I got angry and threw them all out.
Then I had a Starbucks latte. Aren't I awful.
I want to lose weight so badly. My life is in shambles because of my weight.
But do I subconsciously fear it becoming beautiful? How is could anyone? Yet I read about this...
I cried 5 straight days in a row. I am such a weakling.
It was to the point where I was hiding in the campus bathroom crying in the corner.
The skin from the corner of my eyes is peeling. My mom's worried about me.
I'm writing this in hopes that I'll find strength. It's 3am in the morning. I'm too nervous to sleep.
Nervous about what? I don't know. I'm wide awake.
I'm just feeling myself "grow" out of my clothes. It's disgusting. Nothing fits anymore.
So my commitments are, for the rest of October:
1) Follow the plan. To the T.
2) Sleep earlier to avoid hunger pangs.
3) Exercise if I can, and not beat myself up if I don't.
4) Stop crying.
5) Weigh myself only once a week.
I will LOSE the weight. I will be DOWN 10 lbs by the end of the month.