Sunday confessions.

This edition of Sunday confessions will be served with a side of bitter thoughts and stale ass attitude.

My eating habits were HORRIBLE. So horrible that I had to use caps lock.

I didn’t go to the gym at all this week. Didn’t even bother to go for any walks or do any exercise at home.

I ate a banana at Walmart and didn’t pay for it. I didn’t have the money and I was starving (I plan on buying an extra banana next time and just leaving it).

I hated my fiancé about 10 times this week and fantasized about smashing his phone over his huge head.

I did something that maybe wasn’t very nice.

I rolled my eyes again at my friend’s pictures and wished they were in my position for a second.

I also wished I had made better choices.

I said I would post pictures tomorrow and I will but I’m fatter than ever. Like I mentioned in my previous post I’m an emotional eater and right now I’m just eating to forget.

I’m not even hungry but there I am just staring aimlessly into the fridge, grabbing junk, and stuffing my face. It’s like I don’t care anymore but I do.

I swear I want this lifestyle change. I want to be fit and healthy. I want to be able to have self-control, will power… How is it that even after hitting rock bottom on so many levels I still can’t say enough?

I keep saying and promising that tomorrow will be better, this week will be better, hoping that something will happen…

Maybe tomorrow will be different.


The good, the bad, the cheese.

Quick confessions:

I started watching Vampire Diaries (I’m almost 30), I like it.

I had frozen yogurt with 3 brownie bites.

I had cheese and then a little bit more cheese last week.

I’m jealous of all my child-less friends who finished school and got their lives together.

I roll my eyes when I see pictures of them having the best time ever in Vegas, Europe, South America…

I hate being poor.

My car broke down yesterday because I don’t have enough stress in my life. I figure all I can do is take a deep breath, write it out, work it out, and be thankful for everything I do have.

My motto for the week is eat clean, train dirty.

I may not have control over a lot of things going on in my life right now but I do have control over my body. I will eat healthy, train hard, and love like there’s no tomorrow.