I simply have nothing to say.
I've been wanting to post something all week but I keep drawing a blank or thinking everything I want to write is too stupid.
I'm unable to sleep without sedatives. My mind won't stop.
15 days until the wedding.
I'm a fat mess.
I have been eating so-so. My workouts though have been awesome. They are basically keeping me sane right now.
I don't know. I guess I'm just mad at myself for being such a fat slob.
I will never forgive myself for being a fat bride.
I'm closing in on the supposed happiest day of my life and all I truly want is to disappear.
Forgive me, I'm a whiny bore today.
Oh, and it's my birthday.
I intend to get stinking fucking drunk tonight...probably on an empty stomach.
Stay hungry ladies.