So do you wanna hear a kind of psychotic oxymoron?
Well, let me explain. So I did great today. Only almonds and coffee. One of my friends did a big favor for me today, so I took her out to dinner as a thank you. Dinner, margaritas and dessert. Yup.
Tomorrow is my fitting for my opera costume... I'm singing in the chorus with Opera Colorado. Yeah.
And guess what I thought about doing to my dinner. Yeah, you guessed it. Thought hard about throwing it up. Obviously didn't. But what I would give to find a way to be thinner before that fitting tomorrow!
So you do see the irony in wanting to purge (thus fucking up my voice) in order to be skinnier for an opera costume... Yeah.
One day at a time girls... and war with myself. Because me being fat is getting worse and I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. But I won't, can't, refuse to do it by purging.