In one of those really unfortunate moods, probably complicated by the fact that I way overestimated my calories yesterday just to be safe and probably didn't end up eating enough. I feel faint and miserable and angry that I have to do this when my fortunate genes-having stepsiblings are in the living room eating ice cream. ARGH. I feel like I could just give up on the diet and all the things I have to do and just eat the whole kitchen. Mostly just a rant. I guess this is the sort of thing you need to wait out, but I hate it so hard. I've been trying to make sure that I eat a pretty balanced diet in terms of food groups- never have I eaten so much protein and vegetables and so few grains. Apparently, it's not kicking the cravings, though, for anything and everything.
Thanks for letting me rant.