Fit the calorie limit today, so no complaints there. But I'm literally craving everything bad in the book. I want Twinkies. A moon pie. Chocolate. Graham crackers. Nutella. Bread. God, I miss bread. It's been days since I had a slice. I just can't work it into my daily caloric limit. I was going to have a piece of dry toast tonight, but a friend made cupcakes, and for some reason, I had one. It was small, and insignificant, but I could have had a piece of goddamn bread instead. And soup. I want soup. Stupid fucking cupcake.
Something bad happened to someone in T's family. I don't know who or what. He posted a brief status about it but hasn't answered my texts. I'm really fucking worried. If you're the praying type, I'd appreciate it. I'm not myself, but I always pray anyway. I guess I can't escape my Christian upbringing, even if I don't believe in any of it anymore.
The plan for tomorrow is to focus on the positive, pray for T and his family, eat less, and do awesome at my speech events. Right. Right. Ugh. Panic.
Update: The situation with T has been resolved. No one was hurt. Just a clusterfuck of drama. I'm so relieved, but I still feel sick and my heart is still racing. I think I'll post some thinspo to calm myself down.