This is my journal entry for today, and I thought I'd post it here, and cover a ton of confessions at once:



If I went to the Confession Booth when I was supposed to over the last while, I would have a permanent seat there.

I can't seem to go more than 2 days without slipping. I made it thru Monday and Tuesday, then today WHAM!!!

I had an interview, which I suppose I was stressed about, then I met a friend for lunch at a Tex-Mex place and I had (DRUM ROLL) a Corona beer & an enchilada plate with all the trimmings.

As a blessing in disguise, when I got home, I
so that meal won't do much damage. I didn't do it on purpose, as bulemia is the last thing I need. I just think is was the stress.

Then comes dinner, and my hubby wants pizza. I say, OK, just order me some chicken wings. Well, two slices of pizza, some wings, a coke and a cookie later, I feel like such a hypocrite for even being here.

Oh well, I suppose if it were easy everyone would be successful, right? I really thought I was committed to starting over this week....I'll go back to LC tomorrow, but with this many transgressions, the guilt is getting unbearable!!!

Anyway, beating myself up won't help much, so I just have to figure out a game plan. I really am finding Induction to be sooooo hard this time. When I cheat, it tastes soooo good, the guilt doesn't hit me til later.

OK, that's it. Just had to come clean.