Twenty Three.

So far, today has been a freakin' great day.
I've rejected lots of food.
My intake has mainly consisted of fruits and vegetables.
And even those have been minimal,
I still have about 200 calories left for the day. I'm hoping to not turn tonight into a disaster.
Thats what always happens, I have a perfect restricting day, and then throw it all away once night time hits.

But I've been doing okay recently, as long as I keep busy.
Every hour or so I go into the kitchen, open the fridge, peer into it, looking at everything that I could be eating.
Then I shut it, after coming to the realization that all of that shit is what made me fat in the first place.

And besides, I'm stronger than that.
I'm stronger than ice cream, and crackers, and pizza.
I'm stronger than chocolate, and soda, and everything else.

Do you know why?

Because I have control.

And I intend to keep it that way.


Isabella.Inspired