You ever have one of those hours where you just fall apart? I had one of those last week…and it turned into a day…and that has turned into a week.
I cannot seem to stop eating.
Overeating causes me to feel awful about myself and to get crabby.
Being crabby means I get upset with my husband too easily and pick fights over nothing.
Picking fights over nothing means a very unhappy household for all, especially since I’m still pissed more than anything that my jeans are tight, my belly is bloated, and I can’t seem to step away from the cheese.