uggh. I saw someone today that I hadn’t seen in 10 years. He’s married, but we always had that flirty banter. Anyway, I’ve gained a lot of weight, and I was so anxious about it that I spent the whole day making nasty comments about myself.
Example: We were looking at a house and he remarked how small the tub was and I said something about how I’d be an Orca at Sea World.
I couldn’t stop. I knew I looked awful and he looked great - exactly the same. I tried to have other conversations with him but it was so awkward.
And then I came home and ate an entire package of pigs in a blanket. Because I’m already a 300-pound manatee, why not.
Just a bad day.