The kitchen is not getting finished because I can’t do it perfectly.

I’m not eating because I’m not perfect.

Currently the kitchen has this daunting vibe, and I seem to repeatedly attempt to eat by making the effort to walk into the kitchen and look for something to eat…only to be defeated. By what? I don’t know but nothing sounds good nothing looks good and I feel like I need to lose weight.

Yesterday at some point during the day or night I stepped on the scale and the digital luminous red numbers arranged themselves as such: 114.

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