Monday it rained. Charmingly grey outside.
I took the day off, because I worked all week-end. I did not binge, I was bored, I overate in the evening.
Tuesday, still raining. The grey in the exterior seeped into me.
I went out to shop for my brand. I saw a glimpse of myself in the store mirrors. I am unrecognisable. I have never been this fat, this sad. To get out of bed in the morning I have to practice a lot of self-affirmation. The “you can do it” and the “you are worth it” are my good morning kisses. It helps. Sometimes but not always. I am applying for a vacancy in a lawyers chambers. I don’t know if it worth it. I won’t find out unless I try. So here I am trying. When I want to curl up in bed. Sleep away my self-hatred and low self-esteem.
Just for today I wish London was sunny. Maybe that light would seep into to me.