supersudz

I feel like thanksgiving was a failure because I noticed my family staring at my plate throughout the meal and I know what their eyes where saying. Thankfully family drama took a lot of attention off of me and I didn't have food forced on me.

I know that i followed what my nutritionist recommended and that is a victory for me. I just couldn't help feeling ashamed.

There are still numbers in my head I'm not comfortable with exceeding (calories, saturated fats, carbohydrates etc.) especially in one sitting... some days I wish I didn't understand at math.

The bitch in my head is freaking out a little still but i know that she'll slowly suffocate as long as i don't let her win.

Tomorrow in yoga, I vow not to calculate calories and I will focus on my body and my breathing.