I think we all knew that dieting was crap, but I am REALLY feeling it this week.
Bit of a glum one – I totally, spectacularly failed at sticking to Ashley’s fruity routine like I said I would last week. I managed it (sort of) on Monday, managed it in the day on Tuesday but messed up in the evening, did it perfectly on Wednesday, and then went completely bonkers on Thursday and Friday. Not a success. Not a success at all.
I’ve also fallen into a massive spiral of diet-based insanity. I can’t stop comparing myself to my friends. I’m the fattest out of all of them, and although I know that this shouldn’t matter I can’t stop doing it or feeling bad about it afterwards. I’m also in the kind of sadness-spiral where I’m constantly feeling worse and worse about myself and my weight which prevents me from successfully doing anything about it.
I know that I to get my arse in gear – I just have no idea how I can best do that!