I love control. I had very little of it growing up, but I love it. A counsellor once suggested overeating when I wasn't allowed to was a way of taking control back, sticking it to my parents. Probably was...
I have control over my actions and my life, so I need to start using it for good. Taking one day, one hour, one decision at a time is the only way forward.
Salad is in the fridge, veggie sticks are chopped, food is logged. Bring it.
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