I'm not sure why I can't be good enough this time.
I'm not sure why I can't just go to bed at night, instead of staying up and eating my son's leftover macaroni and cheese. I wasn't even hungry.
I'm not sure why I can't use the fact that I HATE my body as motivation enough to NOT SHOVE more food in my mouth.
I'm not sure why I keep longing for the person I was before I had Easton.
I miss her.
Okay..so you miss 'her'? Yes. Then why can't you be disciplined enough with this diet to do what it takes to get 'her' back?
I'm not sure.
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