The Joys of Self-Sabotage

I am a mess.  Oh yes, a hot mess!  This weight loss thing is never going to end and I am pretty sure that at this point in the game it would be much more enjoyable to just hit the dang Cheesecake Factory and eat my body weight in cheesecake! That would be 171lbs of pure joy and merriment!!! Sure, my arteries are going to cry when I walk in the door and the sugar shock will lead to an inevitable heart attack, but seriously...What A Way To Go!!!!

I self sabotaged tonight.  I got stressed out discussing a personal issue with a friend of mine and my first instinct was to dive into a Whopper.  I don't even like Whoppers and at this very moment I am pretty sure I am going to commence projectile vomiting (sorry if that was a bit graphic).  I feel disgusting.  Barf!! I am not Dr. Phil or Dr. Laura or anything, but the subject I was discussing was the exact reason for my weight gain in the first place.  It is also my number 1 trigger for stress eating...now I am not exactly a rocket scientist but I am pretty sure there might be a connection here.  Just saying.  At any rate, tomorrow is another day and hopefully one that is free of binge eating inducing conversations and Whoppers!