I don’t even know what to do anymore. I’m consistently gaining weight. I’m eating ice cream, popcorn, whole eggs, steak, etc. The one time I make grilled chicken, my Mom flips out and says “Oh honey, you’re so sick. Look at that diet plate.” Do I need to eat pizza for every meal? Do I need to look obese to be in recovery? Sorry that I’m doing this by my way and being successful. Sorry I’ll never live up to your great expectations for me. I’m sick of this.
1.5 months of bulking. Not bad.
I am absolutely DONE with my parents. My mom threw a huge fit because I decided to have ‘only’ a granola bar for a snack. Which turned in to “you can’t live with your friends in the Fall.” Thanks, Mom. Have you not seen that I’ve gained weight on my own? That I’m just not super hungry at the moment? That I’ll have more to eat later tonight? Great. Now I get to commute at 5am for an hour all the way to my clinical site for the next 6 months. Rad.