Well, the picture and the title say it all really. I got upset because I had been binging a lot the other week. It's not really the case at the moment but that's not a problem.
I have to get my prescription medications weekly (overdose risk) which means that on a certain day every week I have to go the chemist and get my tablets. This means I have to stand around for ten minutes waiting for them to sort it out if they haven't already done it. Speaking of which, why does it take so long to count out tablets? Ten minutes? SERIOUSLY?!
Getting back to the point, when I'm waiting around for them to sort out my prescriptions it means I've got some time to kill. I could probably draw out the chemist and list every medication and box that's lying around on the shelves from memory. I found myself subconsciously lingering around the aisle that contains a lot of the dietary stuff; like build-up shakes, energy tablets, diet tablets, slimming aids and things along those lines. I found myself just grabbing two packets of diet pills and bought them while I was waiting around. Why two packets and not one? I really couldn't tell you.
The first day was okay. You're only supposed to take a few but I took a couple more than I should've done. It wasn't so bad, was it? Then the next day came and I took more.. and more.. then the next day I took more.. and now I'm just popping them like sweeties. Luckily they're like herbal diet pills, they aren't full on. Even so, I know it's at the point where I'm just being point-blank abusive of the damn pills. I know it's stupid. Somehow I keep telling myself it's not that bad because they aren't full-on diet pills; like paying £30 for a box of 50 'hardcore' diet tablets but they're still diet pills none the less.
I'm seeing my dietician in a couple of days though so I'm hoping all this can get sorted. Somehow it doesn't seem so simple as "just not buying them". If it were that simple then I wouldn't have gotten myself in this position. I'd rather get help to stop it while I'm in this position, rather than progressing to the point where I'm going to be spending hundreds of pounds on diet pills rather than on food.
Like the photo said, I don't want to end up doing something permanently stupid to myself just because I was temporarily upset over the fact I'd been binging and didn't have any scales to weigh myself with - my foster carer has moved them into her bedroom rather than having them openly accessible to the bathroom. I would never go into someone else's bedroom without permission.
Wish me luck!
I have to get my prescription medications weekly (overdose risk) which means that on a certain day every week I have to go the chemist and get my tablets. This means I have to stand around for ten minutes waiting for them to sort it out if they haven't already done it. Speaking of which, why does it take so long to count out tablets? Ten minutes? SERIOUSLY?!
Getting back to the point, when I'm waiting around for them to sort out my prescriptions it means I've got some time to kill. I could probably draw out the chemist and list every medication and box that's lying around on the shelves from memory. I found myself subconsciously lingering around the aisle that contains a lot of the dietary stuff; like build-up shakes, energy tablets, diet tablets, slimming aids and things along those lines. I found myself just grabbing two packets of diet pills and bought them while I was waiting around. Why two packets and not one? I really couldn't tell you.
The first day was okay. You're only supposed to take a few but I took a couple more than I should've done. It wasn't so bad, was it? Then the next day came and I took more.. and more.. then the next day I took more.. and now I'm just popping them like sweeties. Luckily they're like herbal diet pills, they aren't full on. Even so, I know it's at the point where I'm just being point-blank abusive of the damn pills. I know it's stupid. Somehow I keep telling myself it's not that bad because they aren't full-on diet pills; like paying £30 for a box of 50 'hardcore' diet tablets but they're still diet pills none the less.
I'm seeing my dietician in a couple of days though so I'm hoping all this can get sorted. Somehow it doesn't seem so simple as "just not buying them". If it were that simple then I wouldn't have gotten myself in this position. I'd rather get help to stop it while I'm in this position, rather than progressing to the point where I'm going to be spending hundreds of pounds on diet pills rather than on food.
Like the photo said, I don't want to end up doing something permanently stupid to myself just because I was temporarily upset over the fact I'd been binging and didn't have any scales to weigh myself with - my foster carer has moved them into her bedroom rather than having them openly accessible to the bathroom. I would never go into someone else's bedroom without permission.
Wish me luck!
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