Yesterday and today have been a reeeeeaaaaallll struggle. Today was probably the worst since starting the fast. I think it’s a combination of the weather being bloody cold, it’s that time of the month and perhaps my body starting to want food. But my god, I almost undid all my hard work this evening. I was super tired today, a bit emotional and on the way home from work I nearly stopped off to get a kebab and hot chips! But I didn’t. Instead, I had a date (as in the fruit). Yup, I caved and had a date. 16 days of no food and I ate a date. Oh boy it was so good! I am a bit annoyed at myself for eating it but then I compare a date to the damage a kebab and hot chips would’ve done (my poor digestion probably would have a hissy fit!), and I feel a bit better. If a date is what I needed to keep me going to 21 days, then I’m ok with that. I am wondering if I should break my fast this weekend. It’ll mean fasting for 18/19 days instead of 21.
This 3rd week has been a real emotional roller coaster. Almost like the 3rd week is the emotional detox. And today I was walking past restaurant and food stalls and just hating everyone who was eating and enjoying beautiful food. It really is not a nice place to be in. I feel like I’m missing out big time because I’m not eating. My friends talk about going to restaurants of food festivals and I feel I have to decline so that I’m not around temptation. I also feel awkward not eating when others are. Yes, pretty miserable tonight and have quite a pity party.