So I posted earlier and again I made it through the day until both my roommates went out. I hate it when they do that. I'm fine when they are here, but alone is when I mess up. So anyhow, there's nothing sweet in the house but I remember there is this really old gigantic tub of neopoliten ice cream in the outside freezer. So I scraped the ice off to get to the semi okay part to eat. Then I decided to liven it up so I wouldn't taste how stale it was by adding trail mix and peanut butter. However, because I peanut butter and trail mix are hard to get rid of (I'm bulimic) I added some vanilla soy milk and mixed it all together into a soupy disgusting bowl of mind numbing anesthesia.
The funny thing was I was googling eating disorder treatments in my area as I was gulping down this swirl of mush. God, I need help. What the heck is wrong with me. I'm only writing this so candidly because this IS the disease. This is how messed up it is.
Hopefully those of you who are abstinent from food addiction can read this and it helps them remember where they came from. Hopefully, me writing this makes me not sweep it under the carpet like its no big deal IT IS a big deal.
Anyhow, try again tomorrow.

