Remorse, is it true?

I dont know how to start this.

I just ate a cheeseburger. yes a cheeseburger, that has been sitting in the fridge for 5 hours.

i just came back from a brutal work out at the gym around 10:30pm and decided not to eat it.

by 2:31am i had already chosen to consume this monstrosity and did so successfully.

i feel like the total opposite of success. I feel like i failed.

I go in and out of this cycle of torture.

I AM BATTLING AN ADDICTION!!

When i wanted that burger, I WANTED IT!!

I was blind. I just needed to have it.

Forget that i just sweated the equivalent of a 1/34th second of the entire Niagra Falls.

No. Just like the true carnivore that I am, opened that fridge and bit into it.

I smelled it first. It smelled so good. But i also thought of the repercussions. and i said "fuck it".

so i popped it in the microwave...





I really hate myself right now...

I'm gonna do this again soon. Please help me.



I'm a recovering foodahoic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!