Ya know how you'll do "good" for a few days, maybe a week or two? Then suddenly, you pull a chair up to the pantry and start shoveling it in like a person possessed. Then there's that panic of - how do I get it out? Laxatives aren't practical, the calories are still in. Puking seems reasonable, but it's loud and there are people home. You wander the house aimlessly, thinking maybe I could take a mid-day shower, that would cover the noise... or walk to a secluded park and... well... Then give up, curl in bed and wonder why you didn't just go to bed before the binge started.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Starve. Eat. Repeat.
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Good to hear from you Vee. Twas afraid I'd lost track of you during my blogging hiatus!
2 comments:
i know exactly how that is except i live alone just with my kid so i usually have the luck that somebody calls or visits and since i feel obligated to answer the phone when certain people call yeah.
evil evil cycle
stay strong
Exactly. :(
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