I broke the seal…

Sunday night I broke the seal. I let myself have something sweet…. which meant that my binge tendencies were triggered. ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฌ

What I’m about to share with you is embarrassing and I feel guilty even thinking about it, but it happened, and I told you I would share all of my journey with you. Even the ugly. ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ™Š

Monday at lunch, we went down to the WM cafe. I brought my lunch so all I needed was some silverware and a small ramekin of BBQ sauce (bland chicken is not something I enjoy). While I was waiting on D.O. to get his food, someone I don’t know…. A STRANGER…. sat his plate down next to me while he was gathering his utensils/napkins/etc.  Y’ALL……I came so close to taking a French fry OFF OF A STRANGERS PLATE! I actually reached for one and caught myself! I’m a freaking lunatic! Who does that??? 

Holy heaven guys! These binge tendencies are no joke. I didn’t take the fry from Stranger McStrangerson, but I couldn’t shake the craving…. so I got fries from McDonald’s today… damnit. And they weren’t even that good, but guess what? I still ate them. Every. Single. One…. eff!

I’m a hot mess y’all. Last night I got caught red handed by my husband with a spoon and the jar of Nutella… ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ณ

Why can’t I have high metabolism? Why can’t weight loss and healthy eating come easy for me? The struggle is real, y’all. This is a journey. And right now, it sucks! 

I need a kick in the rear end. It can’t come from my sweet husband, because even the smallest thing he does to encourage me or help me, PISSES ME OFF! Bless. He wants me to be happy and healthy. Unfortunately he’s suffering the wrath of carb deprived Chelsea. 


This isn’t pretty. At least I’m acknowledging my short comings. Now I just have to self correct and move on. Sorry for all the mood swings, B! 

I’ve still got this… I think. ๐Ÿ˜ฌ

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