I need to just keep repeating that to myself. Just because I failed miserably today doesn't mean that I can't get right back on track tomorrow. I'm bound to stumble along the way, but I can and WILL reach my goal. I have not blown it. This doesn't mean it's okay to give up and eat whatever I want.
Tomorrow is a new day, and today's mistakes will be in the past.
I wish I could bottle up this feeling that I have after a binge and save it for those times that I'm fighting the urge. I never seem to remember the disgust I feel in myself. What's worse is that I don't even get that happy rush of endorphins from the food while I'm eating it. Binging doesn't make me happy, even for a minute. Why can't I remember that when it counts?