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I really can’t picture anyone at all having a crush on me. I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
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I feel like a pig …
I’ve allowed myself to eat whatever I want, whenever I want these past weeks, and that’s all junk food all day long.
Yesterday was the limit. I woke up being 52.2 and today I was 53.8. At the beggining of February I was already at 50 :(
Can you imagine how much I ate? (damn that was delicious, though).
I need some encouraging words, please. I want to start again! I need some tips to stop bingeing, PLEASE!
So?
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