petite fille perdue …

Hello again,

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking – hence the above photo – my little sister stuck that on my head, because you think with your head, no?

So here is some of my shopping – the photo’s aren’t that great, I was kind of in a hurry, the camera battery was dying fast.

Some shorts I got! I love the cute used look that makes them look like they have a long story behind the shorts, I can’t wait to wear them!

A nice dress I found, this photo doesn’t do it justice….

Some good summer tops, that are super comfortable, there was like…a deal, you get two shirts for $45 so I was like ahhh DEAL! haha so I went and picked out another shirt that I liked…

A nice…cardigan thing, and a cute skirt.

There is some of my shopping!

Now onto the food thing.

I’m going to be honest with you. I was found out yesterday. My two brothers found the food I was hiding, I’m not going to tell you where I hid it, but I have zero idea how they found it or what they were doing…

So that obviously caused a lot of tears and shouting – as it would. And so we’ve reverted to IP living.

No going to the bathroom for an hour after anything I eat – I don’t make the food, I have not too much say in what I eat – I can make compromises which I couldn’t do in IP, I’m supervised while eating and after meals. It’s a lot like IP except I’m not doing it with other struggling girls, I’m doing it alone, to my parents credit they are trying to make things pleasant for me. At breakfast, which was something I was fairly unhappy with I was allowed to have my cat Annie sit next to me on the kitchen stool and chat away with until I’d finished. Usually with meals like this it takes me about an hour but Dad was sitting with me until I was done and he had work to get with and I felt guilty because he was doing operations on Cancer patients so I ate in half the time.

I’m a little nervous about the calories because part of me thinks I”m going to gain weight so much quicker than all the other girls out there because they can control their food and I can’t but I’ve just got to accept that this is my situation.

I’m glad I can have my cat with me, because she really calms me down and I talk to her when I’m not happy.

One thing I was always nervous about with letting other people take over my meals was that they’d make mine bigger than everyone else, but my parents haven’t, they’ve continued serving sizes for main meals that I’d feel comfortable with, except breakfast – which was a tiny meal for me so I was a bit overwhelmed by that.

Like IP – they don’t use low fat, which scares me.

sigh.

Love always

xxxxx