Tonight was a representation of insurmountable weakness, and considerable strength.
At least that is what I am trying to tell myself.
I. WANTED. PIZZA.
I am in a strange place right now, and I wanted something greasy, something unhealthy. Something that would fill a void.
I scrolled through the local pizza shop's menu for 53 minutes.
Pacing. Didn't help. Drinking. Didn't help. Music. Didn’t help. Overthinking. Did. Not. Help.
So, I went to the cupboard. Opened up the wholemeal tortillas and made a 'pizza'.
A little ham and a lot of cheese. Boom. Pizza.
I didn't even enjoy it.
I am trying to be proud that I did not order the pizza. But I can't help feeling guilty because I still gave in to the craving.
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