I've been avoiding blogging because I haven't been able to keep myself together foodwise. But I can't stop. I must keep on going or else I've given up. And I haven't given up.
And you know what I'm realizing? I eat out of rebellion. Yup. I mean, I knew that about myself. I did...when I was in high school. But I'm in my 30's now. I should be over rebellion by now. But, apparently I'm NOT. I've been eating for the sake of eating. Because I shouldn't. And now I feel fat. And I will be soon if I don't stop this self destructive behaviour.
While I'm on the topic...since rebellion seems to be a human condition...why does MINE have to be something that's self destructive??? Why can't I offend people on purpose. Or pick fights with people I don't like. Or...see? I can't even think of a rebellious behaviour right now that wouldn't be self destructive in some way. Instead, my rebellion shows up on my hips. Blah.
Blah, blah, blah.