I lost another pound in the last week which really really shocked me because my eating could have been better and three days in a row i didn’t work out, unless you count going on a 45 min to an hour walk each day a workout but i don’t. so i wasn’t expecting to lose anything but hey. so i’m officially up to a 17lb loss so far, in 7 weeks.
and i’d gone out a couple times which meant drinking and i’ve been emotionally fucked lately, especially today, i spent all day crying so the past week i’ve done a lot of being lazy and drinking alcohol and i’m not proud but i’m just waiting for this to pass… today i worked out for an hour though so maybe if i work out i can at the least maintain my weight until i get outta this slump and i won’t gain. fuck. depression can kiss my ass. i mean even if i do gain a pound or two i won’t give up on this but it’ll definitely suck. ugh.
making fun of girls for having “daddy issues” is literally the most illogically cruel thing i can think of haha “hey you! your dad sucked! i bet that really impacted your life and the way you form relationships with other people lmfao fuckin loser”