Yes – that revolting scumbag who manipulates my mind every evening must DIE DIE DIE!
He spins dreadful stories in my head telling me that I’m lonely, bored, uninteresting and unlovable and the only thing worth doing at all is stuffing my face every night.
The Monster has been so convincing of late that I’ve managed to pile on 3 kgs in the last 3 weeks. That’s hideous … So much for Operation Yellow Bikini hey? Jeez, how kuk do I feel right now!
So, how do I kill the evil bugger and how do I find the mojo I need to combat his trickery?
I guess step one should be for me to get back into that book Sir G bought for me – “How to Overcome Binge Eating”. And I need to do it soon because this is getting waaaay out of control. It’s a vicious lose-lose cycle too, *obviously*.
The more I eat, the worse I feel, the more I eat, the worse I feel …
He seriously needs to FOAD!