Today, I realized something, food can't fix my problems. No, I never thought that eating something comforting like fast food was going take care of my shame or guilt or anything. But I always went to it when I was having a problem or a bad day like it was going to do something for me. However the only thing that it does is spend my money, make me fatter, and get me one step closer to a heart attack.
Today, I made a mistake at work, and I was really feeling bad and I said "Ok, thats it, I'm going to McDonalds (after work)". See I work on Saturdays from 10-3 with no lunch break. Most of the time I try to drive home (30 minutes away) and have lunch then. But today after I said that, I asked myself "What good does that do me?" Basically, after I finish my Bacon and Cheese Angus Third Pounder from McDonald's, I still have the problem that I screwed up at work.
Doesn't change anything, it doesn't change anything
"Being with people that understand you...Priceless"
"and i don't want the world to see me, cause i don't think that they'd understand"
"You don't know what love is...you just do as your told"
"My life has changed. What you take as a simple thing, is not so simple for me anymore"