Silly Rabbit

Last August, Mexico was looming.  That was good, actually.  I think I lost weight there.  I know I lost weight beforehand.  It was a great trip and I can't wait to go back to Cabo.

In February, Los Angeles was looming.  That turned out to be fine.  More than fine, actually!  I lost a bunch of weight and was ecstatic, not to mention it was a fun (albeit exhausting) weekend and I'll never forget it as long as I live.

In March, Las Vegas was looming.  That turned out to be not-so-great.  The scale did weird shit while I was there which caused me to feel the lowest I've felt in a long time.  In the end it was okay but... I definitely could have done without that one horrendous night.

Now, Mexico is looming again.  This time I don't know what to expect!  I think I'm giant.  I can't think about anything else.  It makes me want to scream and scratch all my skin off.  I feel so angry at myself that I can't seem to just not eat.  What is wrong with me?? It's not like I'm eating a ton or anything... but I just want to eat nothing!!!! Why can't I do that?  

I feel like eating disorders are the cruelest joke existing on the planet.  It's like those damn carrots that they hang on a fishing pole, dangling it in front of some poor rabbit, making him hop and hop and hop forever and never get it.  Like the Trix rabbit. 

Silly rabbit.... Trix are for kids.  

Just let him have the f*cking Trix!  He's been working hard enough!