I stuck with induction for 4 days, feeling better than I have in years I have to say, and then the weekend came. I fell right on my soft round end and jumped right back on the carbs. I don't know why, I remember talking with the fat me on one shoulder and I guess I agreed with her lies, and ate, and ate the carbs. That big clinicly obese me must have sat on the skinny me again.
I think that I am losing my mind, I really was making deals with myself...I need to learn some self talk or somthing to conquer that fat little me that hangs out on my shoulder. I have no excuses here, just angry that I can't conquer my own desires.