Reblog this if you started worrying about your weight before you were even 16
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Feeling teary and pathetic today. God the mood of my blog has crashed this past few weeks huh.
Yesterday was a sort of date day with hubby and it went ok til we went out for dinner. I’d had a headache all day and just finished a 6 day week which included working Saturday so I was exhausted, but tried to push through cos he’d been looking forward to us spending the day together for weeks.
I was snappy. Irritable. I smoked 5 cigarettes. I tried to get drunk in the hope it’d improve my mood but it just made my head worse. We left the restaurant and he wanted to go to a club. So we did. The minute I walked in I just wanted to go home. I felt so uncomfortable. I felt like the oldest, fattest bore in the place and honestly wanted to disappear. We didn’t stay long and left to get a taxi home.
So I pretty much wrecked his big night out. I feel awful. Now it’s Father’s Day. He’s still in bed. He’s barely talked to me all morning and I’m sitting here falling to pieces thinking about my own Dad and how much I miss him (we lost him 3 years ago).
I need to get a grip and salvage today. Big girl panties on. Sigh.