Lost the 2 pounds again... in 5 days.
I thought I'd be happy.
I feel worse.
Lies and stupidity.
Can't justify it.
Friday is for fast. Which is what I want, but I failed kindof (at 600 right now, but I want most of it gone). Of course, the day isn't done yet.
I want food, I crave it. But the moment I finish eating it - I feel awful.
I just wish someone would tell me that I mean something to them. And mean it. Really truely mean it. Because, it's true, I have no justification for what I'm doing - trying to obtain value for myself (what is value?! why does it have to be a relationship?!) but I have no justification for my current value either.
This is absolute hell.
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