I slept pretty good last night. I drank a 20oz bottle of Coke and then a can of zero sugar Pepsi and a can of zero sugar Mountain Dew. I then didn't take my first valium on time so my anxiety is a bit sucky right now. I ate a can of tuna with 28 grams of protein and some baked lays BBQ chips. My weight was good today. I weighed myself at 4:15 and saw the number and said "I'll take that." Then I hid the scale under my TV stand so I wouldnt be tempted to weigh myself again when I went for a shower at 6AM. I had on a tank top, jeans, and boots. I have a hoodie on now. My self esteem goes up when I wear a tank top with jeans. I like dressing like Freddie Mercury for some reason. My mom has told me that she doesn't like tank tops in general because they look sloppy. But I wanted to, but couldn't wear them for so many years until I got the top surgery, so yeah I'm going to wear them now.

My sister is dropping my nephews off in a bit and then they are all staying for dinner. They are off school tomorrow so they may be staying late tonight. I'm glad I have my family close by and if I can get a consistently good therapy relationship going with my therapist I'd be totally happy living here.

Eating healthy is a scam. I can buy a $6 burger, fries, sundae meal from Dairy Queen but eat over 2000 calories or spend $11 on a grande pink drink and 2 egg bites from Starbucks but only eat 310 calories.