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Thursday, January 16, 2003
This is the part of the show where I beat myself up for falling off the wagon and attacking some cookies like a junkie getting a fix.

Leave me alone with my self-flagellation for awhile. I'll be fine. I'll look ahead. No looking back. If only I could skip the part where I tell myself that I will never have a real life because I will always be too fat to live, etc etc. I'd especially like to skip the part where I refer to myself as "Pig" in my head. There's really a good reason why therapy exists...

It's like, hey, good things are going on! It's getting too good again, better sabotage yourself...

P--

Nope. Skip it. Skip it. Skip it.