I have got more of a determination than I had yesterday to put food in me that’s good for me.
Woke up feeling groggy, with that funny feeling that usually means my face is swollen, with the added bonus of period pain and nausea. I’m not listing this to be a moaning mini, more to acknowledge what is going on in my body, what I’m feeling, what I usually cover up and ignore. Then find myself eating ten tone of shit. Today I’m gonna try and not do that.
Diary of a fat seamstress 