Because sometimes it’s therapeutic to bitch about it.
- Free Food – GOD is it hard to turn down free food. Food from Costco, food people make or bake for you, free food at events. It sucks when you’re in a social situation and everyone is just eating around you and you’re the loner trying to abstain and then you succumb. Then I binge.
- People who think they know better than you – People who don’t understand your bad relationship with food, have never experienced a bad relationship to food, and give you their opinion about what you are doing wrong.
- NOT eating – Not eating makes me stressed out. It’s the food itself and me not eating it which sometimes is the greatest stress. It’s easier to give in. THEN I HATE MYSELF after.
- Summer – The bod is not here.
- Dating – Why does it have to be food related. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
- Moderation – What Moderation?
- Taking Photos – STOP TAKING PHOTOS OF ME and posting the one you look best in on Instagram/Facebook/snapchat. I feel hideous and look super fat in photos because I am fatter and haven’t come to terms with it yet.
- My old skinny clothes – Reminding me I can’t fit into you. You cause me so much distress.
- Being a Woman – Dieting appears to be easier for men. You can weight the same amount as me, be as tall as me, and you burn more calories because you have are a man. Intermittent fasting makes your body more efficient but can make my body hold onto fat more. My thighs hold onto fat for a pregnancy I’m not going through for babies I’m not having. Our bodies are meant to be softer for babies. Females get depressed faster when we cut carbs in comparison to men. 2 times faster. Men complain that eating is too hard when bulking and that cutting calories is so much easier.
- Skinnier friends comforting me about weight gain and then complaining about their weight gain – you’re still under 100 pounds. SILENCE. I guess I’m guilty about this too since I have friends that gained more weight than me.
- SOCIETY AND CONSTANT SOCIAL BONDING THROUGH FOOD – And WHY DO YOU EAT SO FREAKING LATE. Dinner at 8:30 p.m. !?!??! SAVAGES.
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