Thin as a Dime

My breath breaks your heart, my life makes you stop.

There are no excuses for today. I can not and will not try and defend myself…except for this- Its not my fault I’m not a good purger when I think people can hear me.

I don’t know. I felt like today was going to be good this morning, so good I thought I could get away with eating a little. I paniced, ate some more (and we’re talking alot more), purged and was done. Mum comes home with hot chips and because (this is not an excuse) I was already in the purging frame of mind for the day I ate them and did a pretty dodgy purge in the 2nd bathroom because my Mum is just down the hall. I’m freaking out a little, I think it would be wise to not even step a toe on the scale until Monday (or I’ll cut until I can see my goddamn bones). Can’t fast tomorrow because its a Saturday and my Mum knows my Saturday routine but I might be able to get away with a fast on Sunday. Tomorrow is less than 500cals, thats easy as with little to no suspicions arrised. The goal for this week is to lose…5lbs. Just 5lbs.

Rough plan…Saturday- <500cals
                 Sunday- <500/Fast
                 Monday- Fast 
                 Tuesday- Fast
                 Wednesday- <500
                 Thursday- Fast
                 Friday- <500