Monday, May 04, 2009

I do not want to talk about it anymore

I had a terrible day, I felt very stressed, I ate some pizza.
I had a no good day, I felt very stressed, I ate some pasta.
I had a very bad day, I felt very stressed, I ate some chips.
my husband noticed, pointed out my self destructive behavior.
I had a rotten day, I felt very stressed, I ate some cookies.
I had a horrible day, I felt very stressed, I ate some cake.
I got on the scales, and I really had a

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

and I cried.