I am officially and totally freaked-out.
Yes, I've missed my mom, yes I love her and I'm happy that she came
BUT!
I am eating non stop for 2 days now and I am so close to having a panic attack any time soon.. I mean my fridge was never that full, of course I was never that full and my kitchen looks more of a normal a-couple-with-a-kid kitchen.
Like biscuits, cereals, home made lemonade, rice with lentils, milk and eggs and the stupid list goes on.
And it's not that I don't like what she is cooking (my mom is the best cook ever haha) but I feel so sick of myself. I was doing so great lately and I don't want to get up the scale and cry, when she leaves... I really really don't.
Of course I'm panicking even more when I think that I'll meet Di tmrrw and I will be looking so fat. I swear when he touches my tummy I will pass out or sth.
Like.. it's not funny any more
found this blog really sad, Have a friend who is the same with food as you, and if ya ever wanna chat about anything then im here, know dont really know eachother but im a pretty good listiner! Keep smilin xpxp
ReplyDelete