My family is the reason I’ll never be a size six.

Let’s just say the last two family dinners I’ve had (Sunday and tonight) have ended in me crying in the car on the way home and eating a bowl of cereal before bed. There are worse comfort foods, but I’ve got to get my emotional eating under control or it’s going to unravel everything I’ve worked so hard for (aka size 10-12).

I’m going through such a rough patch with them that chief suggested we take some time away from them. After what happened tonight at dinner BOTH of my moms sisters called to check on me and one even offered to come over and sit with me.

And I’m not being intentionally cryptic. I’m just updating from my phone right now and don’t have the finger strength to type out all the terribleness.

More tomorrow.

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3 thoughts on “My family is the reason I’ll never be a size six.

  1. awww, I’m sorry you are having a bad time with family, that really sucks.

    But you are right, there are worse comfort foods than cereal (like my go to of icecream) don’t let them steal your dreams or negate all your hard work.

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