I ate two strawberries yesterday.
(Waiting for the clapping...)
When you are on a starvation diet, something as innocuous as a strawberry can suddenly become a Big Deal.
Your belly will rejoice in the tiny amount of food you have given it. It will relish the sugar. It will go all rogue on you and put a halt on your weight loss.
Now it's the day after the Great Strawberry Incident. If you faulter one day, you are more likely to continue your downward spiral the next day.
It's the next day.
I ate a bean burrito. I'm torn between telling everyone so they can stop worrying about my "diet" and not wanting to tell anyone because I'll be seen as a failure. For me- eating is a sign of weakness. Well, I guess I can't even stay true to my non-eating plan.
So what does one do when they know they have lost the will power battle?
It's no fun. It's hard actually. It requires it's own level of determination.
For me- the disorder is that I am failing at my disorder.
Moral of the day- don't eat strawberries. They will ruin your life.