Every day I try to fast, I just cant make it. About 4:00 in the afternoon I just binge. And Mums home by then, so I can't purge.
Its a vicious cycle.
I have decided not to do Tony Ferguson. Not because Mum said no, because I cant afford it. :/
Mum also decided that the yard doesn't need to be kept tidy, so she wont pay me to do that. Which means my income is now down to $25 a week.
The gym charges $44 a fortnight, so I should be covered there. And if I only go after Mum comes home, I don't have to pay for a Taxi.
This would all be so great... If I could just tell mum this is what I want to do.
I don't know what I'm actually scared of... I mean, I am legally an adult now, so I can do what I want, but I guess she could stop paying me to clean...
But then I can always ask Dad to pay me to clean up around his house... God knows he needs help.
Blah. I just have to suck it up, and ask her.
I have a bad feeling about it, but...
Waaaaah! I just know shes gonna say no...
Blah. Life is lame. :p
Wish me luck!
