I called Jenny
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Here I am again for the 40th time.
Writing to nobody as if somebody was reading, sharing, understanding my thoughts and yet...I continuously fall into this trap thinking, hoping someone, anyone would sympathize with me.
What a joke.
Yet another attempt at losing weight after I've given up every single other time I've tried. What's wrong with me? I know. I get bored.
The last attempt was dr. bernstein. I did lose about 25lbs and fast but I was STARVING!! And, I felt so deprived of everything. The only thing I ate was endless chicken and countless boiled plates of veggies. The 1/2 slice of bread is a joke. Who the fuck eats 1/2 a slice of bread???
Anyway, I've come to realize that I need variety in my weight loss efforts. What I should be doing is JC for a month and then switch to something else for another month. Circulate my weight loss efforts ...ya know?
I'm surprised that I didn't get scoffed at when I called Pete to ask if I'd be ok to stop off at the JC clinic after work. I caught him twice calling me a pig a few days ago (well, not exactly that particular word) and I haven't said anything to him about it. I just kept quiet mostly because I knew he was right. The clothes that I recently bought are fitting tighter by the day and I have to stop the binging.
I called JC and a nice girl named Leslie answered. She was so comfortable to talk to over the phone which gives me a sense of relief because most of the people you come in contact with at these places are usually skinny bitches who never know what if feels like to be fat. She has told me she just recently lost 50 lbs. That's comforting. Finally someone who has been in my shoes.
Anyway, I'll be meeting up with her at 5:30 tonight. Pete of course will stay in the truck while I find out how much it's going to cost me this time and when I'm all done he'll ask me how much and pretend that he doesn't care about the money when in fact what he's really thinking is "now that you've given yourself permission to spend it only means you can't give me shit when I do".