My caloric intake this week was good. I behaved myself. I accounted for everything I ate. I lost 2 lbs this week.
On a sad note, I've been crying since last night and every time I think of it, I continue to cry. I'm so sad really. Last night, before going to bed, my mom had asked me to plug in her cell phone and as I was walking up the stairs, my left side started to hurt. she asked me what I was saying ow about, I said because my side hurt. she said that it was too bad the pain wasn't enough to keep me from eating. She was upset because I ate a whole rib, a whole rib that was within my weight watchers points value, a whole rib that I accounted for. She said that I ate like a horse because I ate the one rib. It hurt my feelings so much that I've been crying since and even now as I type this, I get choked up. What annoyed me the most was that I made the ribs for Labor day and I only ate one rib that day. I was very proud of myself. I made 9 ribs total and out of all the ribs, I only ate 2. My sister consumed the rest but my mom didn't ask about those. My sister binges and purges and I think my mom doesn't want to see it because she'd rather have a thin daughter than a fat one. I want to move out of my mom's house. After she said what she said, I hated her so much. I thought nothing but the worst things about her, I'm sad to admit. I thought about praying to God but I felt that because she is on of his beloved, He wouldn't do anything about it, which in a way made me see Him differently.