yes. BUT I was flying yesterday and brought snacks and an empty bottle for water fill up because I refused to spend a dime at the airport in a solid red state.
Unless you're planning to eat Trump supporters, in which case my only advice to you is 1. One a day and 2. Rear pigs in your backyard, and not just to provide bacon for your loved ones.
Yes. I’ve been stress eating all day. Going to wallow for a day or two and then get my shit together. I refuse to let them dictate how I feel. I’m tired of giving them my oxygen and mental health. I’m done with them taking up space in my brain.
I somehow have resisted since Tuesday, I thought if anything would make me relapse this would. But to be honest it wouldn't change things. My choices are miserable drunk or miserable sober
I just had a couple of weeks enforced sobriety 'cause of medical issues/prescription drugs and was feeling like maybe I'd keep going with it. But no, nah, fuck that.
On Wegovy, and that would be my normal cope. But it’s no fun on this medicine. Guess I need to go meditate and take my stupid exercise for my stupid mental health.
Tonight involves Skittles, curly fries, buffalo wings and a comfort mixed drink my father taught me that most other folks hate (Coke and grapefruit juice).
I'm avoiding leaving the house for another day, partially because the one outside errand I need to do is go to Costco, and all the wine and chocolate and cheese and bourbon I would end up with is just too much.
I am almost out of snacks thoug, so maybe tomorrow.
oh yeah. I ate two little debbies with 28 grams of sugar each, and know it's wrong, but I'm like, stick another two in front of me, and those will be gone as well!
got a roommate making lil digs in texts, sending "MAGA" and the map, trying to get me to respond... like, don't be a dick, is that hard?
They’re smug now, deservedly so. I’m
letting them enjoy their moment while waiting in the wings until they start seeing how screwed they screwed themselves.
Yesterday, I couldn't eat at all; today I polished off an entire box of frozen White Castle burgers and destroyed what was left of the Halloween candy. There are several pints of Häagen-Dazs in the freezer calling out to me for dinner.
Around 2016 I coined the phrase “Emotional Support Tiramisu.” I was hoping to retire it, but it looks like there will be at least four more years of this.
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To be fair they were super fucking delicious raspberries.
Liquid is my go to lately for breakfast regarding protein drinks for really early morning work days.
I forgot them in the car. Heading there n
But I thought against it.
I may think against the thinking against it at some point, though.
I am almost out of snacks thoug, so maybe tomorrow.
got a roommate making lil digs in texts, sending "MAGA" and the map, trying to get me to respond... like, don't be a dick, is that hard?
letting them enjoy their moment while waiting in the wings until they start seeing how screwed they screwed themselves.
All I have left is schaudenfreud.
To *continue* to eat everything, yes.
Eating the salty
So I don't give back into breaking sobriety
I absolutely am
And so is the LLM industry, I hear