Sunday 15 November 2015

002.00 Start of the Regime

Yes well the week passed by with my various attempts at restriction disheveled by work lunches :/ like honestly why do they exist (lunches, food, calories in general). Thursday I ended up going out with a friend at last minute consuming way too much alcohol and being inexplicably hungover the next day and then deciding no fuck it all I cannot let myself just swallow back contents of glasses avoiding the hideous reflection of the fat grotesque monster I have become.

A guy started talking to me again reminding me exactly of the piece of nothing good for only one thing worthless piece of shit I am.

I fell, I cried.

I get it I am just not good enough but dear God I want to be good enough. I want to be enough, I want to be something. After a ridiculous 15 hour sleep after zero sleep for over 50 hours I woke up determined.

Determined that there will be no more new beginnings that this is it.

I will work out long and hard and I will launch an attack on this pathetic disgusting body from all angles.

I will starve, I will use ephedrine, I will go on my bike and I will work out.

I will sweat my arse off and I must feel hunger.

And so it began. This new regime. The first workout was good.

Then I made a rookie fuck up mistake by starting to chew spit dinner and then having to swallow and actually eat some of it because my sister decides to come and sit next to me in an indiscreet attempt at dining supervision.

Well after that I felt disgusted and sick at that pollutant sitting in my already bulbous gut. I went upstairs to the bathroom and somewhat effortlessly made myself sick. I can only ever make my self sick after drinking loads so this was definitely a small blessing and quite frankly I am not complaining.

I will not make the same mistakes again.

Today was better. No accidently swallowed crap - a chew and spit blip but that was rectified quickly and it did not turn into a binge. I worked out again and damn the burning pain in my legs is a comforting reminder that today I did good.

I will continue the offensive on fat indefinitely. And I will fucking win this time, I swear this time I will be thin.

Come, let's starve together?

x

5 comments:

  1. I binged so badly last night and didn't purge just because I got a comment saying that my rules wouldn't work and that I would binge. I'm so weak. I'm pathetic. I deleted my my fitness pal. I'm starting again, again. I need this to stop rayya, I can't take this anymore. You can get me on text today (you have my number, right? - zero.seven.eight.zero.five.zero.eight.two.seven.three.nine) XXX

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  2. p,s wintergirls much :P xxxx text me and I'll text you a wintergirls screenshot I did xxx

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  3. not sure if you have to readd my blog since i changed the url. love you xxxx

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  4. Hey sweetie. We can do this, no more excuses. No more bullshit.
    No more gaining weight; just the sweet feeling of emptiness and burning muscles.
    Love you, message me anytime if you feel a binge coming, we can stay strong together.
    xx

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