i chose the lecture.
i didn't regret it.
today i chose to go to the gym instead of study.
i didn't regret it.
i did an hour step class which almost killed me. and certainly burnt the minimal calories i ate today.
*sigh* counterproductive.
my psych is NEVER going to let me live this down.
she's going to be so dissapointed.
the boy once told me i had to choose between him and my eating disorder.
i told him it wasn't that simple.
is it really possible to choose both?
my ed is like a rival guy for him.
ED VS. MY BOY.
they both compete.
but to me, it's not like that. to me, i can have both.
the boy just had to deal, because its a part of me.
i can't be happy if i hate my body.
i told him on the phone that i have back fat.
he sounded angry.
but my back fat is disgusting.
