The other day...I ate 4,066 calories. WOW! Ya'll are the first to know the actual number, I couldnt bring myself to tell anyone that I know. I didnt really eat anything bad, but just a lot of "good stuff." I am however glad there was nothing "bad" in the house because the number would probably be higher.
What happend you ask? One of my good friends just told me that her mother has less than a year to live because she has brain cancer. I ate. I cannot find another friend. He is one of my best friends and he has disappeared...this is not good because he had SERIOUS self esteem issues, depression and just to put the FRICKIN' cherry on top...an abusive and controlling boyfriend...and now I cant find him...so I ate and ate.
I tried to get back on track yesterday, but not as "on track" as I need to be. MAN! I wish I didnt mess up that bad, but I know I look to food for comfort when there is no one I can really talk to. (I found all of this out around midnight and many of my friends are on the east coast so it was 3am there and my mother was asleep) and the other ones I would talk to were the ones in trouble. LOL, maybe I could deveop an addiction to doing crunches or squats duing times of trial...that would be more productive.

to you.