Today I made some steak accidently well done with some steamed eggs. Late I made potato cubes fried in low oil. Par with some lovely orange tea.
TW.
I had a cosmic brownie, a strawberry shortcake and barbecue onion rings. I got back from the store and I survived my mother. I'm fully aware that I'm not eating healthy and I'm trying to get back on track. I have plans for more healthy meals tomorrow.
It was a long day of her acting like it was her first day of modern society and kept saying embarrassing and out of pocket things. Plus she kept nearly running in to me and shoulder checking me all because she was mad at my father. I'm preparing to move out but for now I'm still here mostly out of obligation to my siblings.
Plus she called me fat and hinted at me eating too much and that's why this tiny bag of cereal wasn't going as far. I personally will not be touching it after that.
The urge to binge those delicious chicken tenders hit me like a train but I know I'll regret it and the. want to purge. I'm just going to lay down and hopefully fall asleep.
I had rose tea, a spinach salad. Some pot roast with carrots and potatoes with a side of stuffing. And lastly butter noodles with soy sauce.
it's okay to be fat
it's okay to gain weight
it's okay to fit your clothes
it's okay to need a bigger size
it's okay to feel your thighs touch
it's okay to have belly rolls
it's okay to have stretch marks
you don't have to be skinny to be pretty.
A bagel with mixed berry cream cheese. And a single chicken strip. I eat its two brothers before I took this picture. Red bell pepper with some sauce. A doughnut I was given and some salami. Paired with some mango tea.
Im well aware that my eating has slowed down and so has my nutritional intake. But I have food plans for tomorrow. I just didn't have time to eat because I spent two hours filling out important medical documents while my nephew was tearing the house apart and everyone needed to be in the kitchen for something shaking the table I was writing on and that on top of my hand tremor made it nearly impossible to get anything done.
It's just my family stressing me out too much to function properly. And that's not even the craziest part. I'll share that in another post.
Some pictures I took of the sun hitting deferent things.
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
A relapse doesn’t erase the progress you made by staying clean.
If you’ve been clean for a day, I’m proud of you.
If you’ve been clean for a week, I’m proud of you.
If you’ve been clean for a month, I’m proud of you.
If you’ve been clean for longer, I’m proud of you.
If you relapsed after being clean for a while, I’m proud of you for staying clean however long you did. A relapse isn’t the end of the world. I’m still proud of you for everything you did to try to stay clean.
If you have tried to stay clean and failed, I’m proud of you for trying. It’s hard, I know. Don’t give up. I’m proud of you.
No matter what, I’m proud of you. I’m proud of you for everything. I’m proud of you for being alive right now. Don’t say you don’t deserve this, because you do. You very much do.
Thank you for existing.
raspberry pancakes, ham and steamed eggs. Plus a bag of sour candy.
I also had chicken noodle soup but I forgot to photograph it.
Broccoli salad for lunch and fired egg, ham and blueberry pancakes.