I fell off the wagon and I would be ok with it I think if I just didn't feel so depressed. I am powerless when it comes to food. I went out Wednesday night to wish a friend farewell and had planned to have a few drinks with him which I did Vodka and soda cause I wouldn't go out of ketosis. half way thru the night I am eating hummas and pita bread AND I come home and eat pasta. The morning before my demise I was 173 NOW 175.5...I feel FAT, UGLY, and an ultimate prisoner of food........
WILL IT EVER END?????





