
I’m pissed.
AF.
I’ve been SO good!?!
Last night,
Was the beginning to an end.
Or so I thought.
I wanted to prove to my Husband that I could eat more than just a slice or two of Pizza.
I ate 3 pieces,
And felt SO full that I had to literally MAKE my Husband not leave the room.
I was afraid IF he did, I’d run to the bathroom and get rid of it.
Which I DID.
AFTER, curling into a teny-tiny ball on my couch….
Forcing myself to ride the storm.
It was a Hurricane.
I cried,
I begged my Husband to please, NOT leave the room…..
And I THOUGHT I’d gotten thru the worst of it.
Until, I was faced with my OWN silence.
And my OWN choices…..
And I chose wrong.
Story OF my life!
WHY do I NEVER learn!?
