Someone at work was very sweet and gave me a Valentine's Day cupcake...
...but I can't eat it. :(
This has made me way sadder than I thought it would, almost to the point of crying.
And no, it's not just about the food...this cupcake that I can't eat is the catalyst that could set off about a month's worth of:
1. A shitty strict diet
2. 5 days a week of hard exercise even though my knees and legs are killing me
3. Lovely blood sugar crashes like when I was at Central Market then bit my tongue trying to eat a banana to bring it up again, followed by leaving immediately because that triggered a panicked cry fit
4. Gaining weight and pretty much saying goodbye to the awesome size 8 black skinny jeans I was fitting into
5. Only having one beer in the last month.
6. Getting on a diabetic forum only to find people that were extremely rude and pretty pessimistic.
Ugh, I'm done. I wanna go home. :(
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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