Months but I'm thinking about it right now. Fighting it, thinking how disgusting, worthless, despicable and disgusting I am for all my diet and exercise failures. For my lie of food and how I only exercised regularly for a few days. I'm repulsive, I'm disgusting, I'm trash. I need to be hurt. I deserve it for being such an awful person.

The exercise only made me feel worse anyway. And remembering that I'm a ****** human being every time I eat sweets or takeout doesn't deter me at all.

I needed to get that out.

Still thinking though.

EDIT: The anger and urges seem to have passed, but I still feel awful. I think all I can do is hope tomorrow gets better. I'm thinking of doing a lot of changes for November...