i ate the whole pint

kafkawasrelatable  asked:

i'm a russian with irish citizenship living in the UK and i am also sponging off the welfare state; just ate a whole pint of ben&jerry's ice cream i got with the money DWP gave me (i'm on ESA and it took a while for them to cough up)

Mmmm food bought with UK taxpayer money is the best!!!!

I just ate a whole pint of ice cream and I don’t give a fuck that I did.

It was delicious and well deserved.

I miss snacking like a monster but I’m glad I don’t do it anymore. It was getting quite out of hand. Every night after work I would bring something home.

Glad I eat more vegetables in my every day meal as well.

I finished “Alien 3″ and I enjoyed it more than I thought I would at the beginning. “Alien” is my favorite by far.

Starting “Alien: Resurrection” right now and my belly is pretty full. I don’t regret my ice cream choice. It’s a good thing there weren’t any leftovers. It would’ve ended terribly the next day or so.

However, I will be paying for this tomorrow morning and I will be bloated like a mother fucker.

There was this scene in “Alien 3″ I wanted to make a banner for my Facebook but Google doesn’t have it. I could take a photo of it myself like I did my Michael Cera one in “Super Bad” but eh…not in the mood to get crafty.

This has been a post.

Going to be really transparent with yall. If you didn’t know, this week is #NEDA also known as Nation Eating Disorder Awareness Week. The left, was 9 days post show last July. The right, is in the peak of my struggles with #BED (binge eating disorder). This is the ONLY picture I ever took when I was at my heaviest. I went 106lbs on the left, to 136lbs on the right in 3 months. I gained 30lbs in 3 months. I was trapped. I was miserable. I was lost. I hated that it had gotten to this point. I feel like BED is often times extremely overlooked. It’s real. It’s not just a “love for food” it is a mental disorder. I’m gonna quote some of my posts I posted to tumblr in my recovery tab. “I wake up with the thought that "this is the day, this is the day I won’t binge…. I looked over in the mirror and saw my reflected and hated what I saw. But I went and ate my planned lunch, a whole wheat chicken wrap, and then I ate a pint of ice cream, a box of Oreos, entire bag of goldfish, a muffin and pop tarts. I ate it all minus half the box of Oreos. But that’s only because I felt physically ill.” And then “I hate asking myself and asking God "why me?” Because it brings me back to the days of when I was depressed and cutting myself and that itself makes me realize how low of a point I am at, which scares me.“ I had zero hope. I was sinking back into a place I told myself I would never get back to. I felt extremely alone. It was a vicious cycle that kept on going and going and going and I didn’t know what do to do get it stop. As for recovery, I made a video and it’s on my YouTube Channel (link in bio) but for those of yall struggling with an binge eating disorder. I promise you, there is HOPE. There will be a day where you no longer feel powerless over food. There will be a day where you can eat a cookie and stop when you’re satisfied. There will be a day where you don’t feel the burdens of this disorder haunting you. There will be a day where you don’t have to worry. There will be a day where you will feel PEACE, HAPPINESS, and ENJOY life. Whatever you do, don’t give up. And KEEP. ON. FIGHTING. ❤️

Today I started off nice and healthy in my food and then around noon I ate an entire medium pizza, 4 Reese’s peanut butter cups, a whole pint of Ben and Jerry’s and then I went to Starbucks for a trenta refresher

I’m gonna need to bust my ass tomorrow at the gym OMFG