I just realized that I'm sort of stuck in a period of self-loathing for the first time in months. I look at my belly and I hate it and want to cut it off.
What's going on? Where did this come from?
Some of it is certainly from that whole failed T-Tapp experiment. And I think some is from this upcoming weekend, and knowing that I probably won't fit into all of my uniform components. I'm also having a lot of insecurity in my relationship, and as always, it's easier to blame those problems on being fat than to attack my real character flaws.
Now, the goal is to figure out how to combat those feelings.