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Reliving traumatic memories leaves me with no appetite. But the thing about working out is that I am forced to eat

Therefore, I shall eat.
Nothing good shall ever become of me if I slump in my misery.
I could off myself right now. I haven't moved an inch since I woke up 3 hrs ago.

But there are three things I need to do in the next couple hours before I leave for the workout:
Eat
Shower
Brush my teeth

I haven't brushed my hair in 2 weeks I think. They are matted af.

I'll get around to it maybe in the next few days.

I can only do so much in a day!

I don't even want to go workout because I just want to cry. But my trainer will be on my toes for the rest of the week if I miss a day. He thinks I'm pathetic and miserable and whiny because I can't lift more than 2.5kg. He gives me demon glares when I whine. I find that so funny. Can't believe I've paid another human being to force discipline upon me.

 
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