i keep falling off the diet wagon. i'll be doing good for a couple days, then i'll want something really bad, and so i'll eat it, knowing i shouldn't. i need new coping skills that aren't food. i've always relied on food for comfort, because the people in my life don't/won't comfort me. i've tried other things, but nothing works like food. if it's not food, i always feel dissatisfied and bitter.

being loved would really make my life better. but nobody wants to love me because i'm fat. and i'm fat because i eat too much food. and i eat too much because i'm not loved... and it comforts me... because no one/nothing else will.