That being said, I will attempt to be serious about this entire profile-creating process. I am currently kind of fat, but I am still in denial, so I am keeping up my pictures of when I was skinny, and hoping that I find the will to get there again. What happened? Life happened. Disappointment happened. Failure happened. Rejection happened. And for a while, so did Papa Johns, and Taco Bell, and man, am I REALLY ashamed about this one: BURGER KING. Fucking Burger King happened too! At the time, it all worked for me though. It got me through all the misery, and now I am a true blue vegan once again, working my way back down to a size 32 waist. Of course, I'm now 33 with an aging body and veganism by itself is not conducive to that kind of weight loss, so exercise is going to have to become a thing in my life very soon. Anyone up for a gym partner?
Why did I succumb to the desire to ingest crappy, processed food? Because it wasn't crack or heroin! Not that I've ever smoked crack or done heroin. Hey, give me a break, will ya? I need some way to rationalize my poor health choices for a few months!
Are you judging me for my choices? I bet you're even judging me for writing this! You're just like my parents! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!
You know, you should be a therapist or counselor if you've read this far. You're totally cut out for the job. No, I'm serious. You've really helped me.