I suck. I've basically gained all the weight back. I don't call it my weight because I don't want to own it. Huh? Well kinda. I'm taking responsibility for it, even though you and I both know it's your fault. You haven't been there for me. But donuts have. They've comforted me even when I haven't wanted them to. And when they could be there they cared enough to make sure that cakes and cookies were there in their stead. I know. I know. I should have run out of excuses by now, but I haven't. The excuses are still here but the running isn't. I tried going for a couple of miles this morning and couldn't get through it like I used to. Huh? Important thing is that I tried?!? What kind of fake inspirational s**t is that? You know what I don't suck. You suck! Actually...Yeah you're right. It is an important first step that I tried I made an effort. You know they say the way to eat an elephant is one bite at a time. And while I don't plan on eating an elephant anytime soon, those donuts are looking pretty damned tast... Oh f**k. I gotta break this sugar addiction.
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