so right now i'm thinking that tomorrow i'm going to wake up and i'm going to stop this "diet." i'm not good at it...because i don't want to be. all day i've been thinking about mcdonald's, and chocolate, and pasta, and foods that i don't even eat often, but sound sooo good.
i hate quitting. i hate admitting that i can't do something. i'm stubborn and hard headed. but i think this is a little different. i don't think i can eat anymore carrots or vegetable soup. yuck. i don't even like very many veggies. i usually think that most people can accomplish the same thing a diet does without calling it a "diet." i hate the word...for lots of reasons, but mainly because i think it can lead to obsession. i've always thought that if i ever became too concerned with my weight that i would obsess over it. i go on these kicks when i let things consume me. if i was ever to decide to go on a diet kick, i can't imagine what would happen. i think that i would be so worried about losing weight, that i wouldn't do it in a very healthy way. not that i would do anything horrible, but i think i'd really let it become my center. i don't even know if this makes sense.
i think that it makes much more sense for people to exercise, just watch what they eat, and eat in moderation. i don't like diets. since yesterday morning i've been so hungry...all i want to do is eat. i'm not sure if it's all in my mind and i'm thinking that because i'm not allowed to do it, i want to even more. so if i were to continue this diet, i'm afraid i'd be a binge eater when i got off of it. so i'm thinking that when i wake up tomorrow i'll fix myself a bowl of oatmeal, or honey bunches of oats and start the day off right. i'll see how i'm feeling in the morning.