Day 34 is almost over.... FUCK!!!!!! Is all I have to say. It's been a tooth and nail battle the last few days. I know most will say that I need to reach out to my brothers of my group, but truth is I worry about them. I worry that my weakness and my crave may drag them down to my dark place. Sadly, my mind has sunken into the romantic faze of nicking. I know it's wrong. I know she's a heartless bitch that just wants to kill me, but some sick and twisted side of me misses that false sense of relaxation. I know it's so wrong! I feel ASHAMED to write that, I know it's wrong. I hate that bitch so bad for doing what she does, for making me feel this way. I try to kick the craves, I've been crossfitting so much lately that all of my joints now hate me. I need to go get some more fake dip. That's my fault that I don't have any, put truth is, they all suck. I know I'm not the only one going through this, or that has gone through this. And I know I will get through this, but let me reiterate... FUCK!!!... Day 34 is almost over. (breathe)