“Fuck the Holidays” Commemorative Post

Vent your frustrations here!

I restricted for one (1) day before driving over to my aunt’s house for the holidays. Our family is pretty big so we have multiple celebrations, yayyyyy. Our first one was last night. So much goddamn food that was all delicious but I still felt incredibly guilty afterward.

Today we went out for ice cream before noon!!! What the fuck!! I mean it was also delicious but I’m lactose intolerant and it wasn’t even noon. Grazed on a shit load of pretzel crisps and leftover taco dip. Fuck both of those things. Dinner was spaghetti with meat sauce and GARLIC BREAD. I had 4 pieces of garlic bread and I feel bad. It was an early dinner too so I’m probably eating other shit before bed.

It’s been a rough two days you guys. I’m staying here for a month. I love my family and I haven’t seen these relatives since I was a baby but my fucked up head is fucking me up. I’m hoping that it won’t be this bad the entire time. There’s a gym I can walk to when I’m left alone while my aunt is at work and my uncle is asleep...I’m thinking I’ll spend my time there and try to practice damage control as much as I can.

But yeah, love spending time with the fam and Christmas in general, just h a t e that these things revolve around eating so goddamn much (at least from my disordered perspective.)

If I’m being honest though? There are fleeting moments that I don’t give a fuck about eating too much. I cling to those moments.