I literally cannot control myself and have very little discipline.
Tonight, for example, I literally cannot stop eating. I can't. I have barely any food in my house and yet I am stuffing my face with processed "food".
So, I admit that I'm compulsive... and impulsive I guess.
Things you should know about me right now:
I am sleeping on an air matress.
I do not have a fridge in my house nor do I have a washer dryer.
I'm working at a job where I get paid more than 80% of the worlds population for helping perhaps only 1% of the AZ population.
I love Halloween and cannot stop eating candy corn to save my life, or anyone elses for that matter.
Something to think about:
How awesome your mom was when you were growing up and how she managed to work and cook dinner all in the same day. We take that for granted but I can barely take care of myself. You're mom might not have been exactly the same but I've been thinking about how although my parents weren't perfect, that they did more things right than wrong.
