I've been low carbing for a while, dieting for ages (on and off obviously), i'm down to 152 (135 is my magical dream/aka a size 4), but with a combination of my parents wigging out on me, hitting a weight platuea, getting my body fat taken, and my TOM and the fact that its so cold it hurts and the sun is just a distant memory, i FELL OFF THE WAGON. Actually, i jumped. I dove head first into a vat of banana splits, godiva, cheese burgers, and cereal. I punished myself hard core and now i feel like poop.

I was telling my self when i started 6 days ago, that I had this "off the diet time" totally under control and it was going to be a 3 stint of low fat, high carb fruits, cereal, and milk. But alas, I turned into a monster, and now i feel fat and bloated and whoosy, and really silly and stupid. I just feel like i'm NEVER going to get thin, my stomach is never ever going to be tight, and since i'm 24 and only getting older maybe i should just give up and be fat and full.

I hit a diet plateau, wanted results quicker and now i'm back to square one. i'm totally not looking forward to day one of induction. Being tired, and the carb withdrawl is HORRIBLE you'd think i was in heroine detox!

Somebody tell me its going to be ok, or tell me you've traveled down this dark road, or tell me to have a piece of steak

actually, comming clean like that kind of helped. Thanks for reading.