Bad day

It was a bad day...a very bad day. Lots of emotions. Lots of guilt, lots of hollow pain which I tried to fill with food. Way over points...don't care.

There is something about making decisions that you know will directly lead to your father's death...and you can't fix it with food....although I tried. 

Tomorrow is a new day. I've lots of time to fox today's food choices, and i know I will. 

But today was a bad day.