I think you're sauceome.

So, first off, she didn’t mean anything by that comment, and I don’t hold it against her, so if you’re reading this, love, don’t worry about that, you’re still my favorite. :) But over the years I feel like there’s just been so much judgment attached to what I’ve chosen to eat or not eat, and even a silly innocent comment can bring waves and waves of guilt washing over me.

But here’s the thing; I was eating a SALAD. And the Small Bar taco salad comes with like an entire head of lettuce, and it defeats me every time. I had done crazy amounts of exercise that day, I was eating a salad for dinner, and I still had to talk myself out of feeling guilty for leaving some leaves on the plate.

I’m a little worn out from my little epiphany in the last post. I feel like I’ve been crying for a few days. So I’m gonna take it easy tonight and leave off here. :) G’night.