*I had no idea what to name this post, so I went ahead and jumped on the "naming your blogposts untitled bandwagon"
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|Caramel Swiss Mocca, just can't get enough.|
It's been almost an entire week since the last post.
Last weekend I did nothing but relax and eat a bunch of chocolate which at the end of every bite made me feel guilty; but still I kept on munching. My whole life I've never been one to worry about my weight and watch what I eat 24/7, I haven't stepped on the scale in such a long time. For me I feel like scales and weighing ourselves is just something that in the end bothers us and makes up feel nasty because of those few numbers that the scale shows us; instead what I consider to be healthy being:
- when you aren't sick
- you feel good about yourself
- you have no regrets after eating junk.
Once thing, I find that one way for society to bring down people's confidence being through the whole scale/weight confusion. I ain't 'bout that bull