u/pumpkinannie

I've been sticking to weekend only wine drinking but am now struggling to keep to 7 drinks a week. I try to skip Friday night and then have wine on Saturday / Sunday. But this weekend, for example I'm already at 7 glasses of wine between Friday and Saturday.

Honestly I feel like it's a mind fuck anyway cause I'm not getting overly buzzed I'm just passively drinking. So I think I need to think of something else to drink AFTER I have a couple glasses if that makes sense. I normally have seltzer water so probably need to get back to that.

I'm always under 14 by the week easily but I'm a woman so I know it really needs to be 7 not 14.

He's 8. This is so foreign to me. I could never imagine saying this to my parents. He has also said he hates us (his parents) many times. I don't know what the natural consequence is here.

My parents spanked and I never talked back to them. I don't plan on doing that I just don't know what consequence there should be.

6'3" female, 233 pounds, 39 year old mom of 3

I've been working out almost every day all summer. I do a 20 minute warmup, followed by 3 types of weights (30, 20, 10). Followed by another 30-40 minutes of elliptical.

So far I've gained 8 pounds, but I'm not calorie counting right now. I'm on the last few months of breastfeeding my third (he's about to be 17 months):

I am struggling with not being insanely hungry after workouts. I am eating protein, I feel like I'm eating well. But the scale is moving up so I'm starting to get worried lol.

My goal is somewhere between 170-180. I'm not sure yet because I'm working on muscle and normally when I'm 170 I'm on the thin side. So I think my goal weight might be higher ultimately. I've struggled a bit with an obsession with calorie counting so trying to keep myself calm and not too intense.

Anyway any advice on the hunger / weight? I'm kind of assuming I won't lose weight til I start calorie counting

I've been avoiding Target ever since the DEI stuff but today I'm prepping for a trip and I feel physically ill that I spent money there. I also got my little kids each a toy and I just fucking hate myself so much. I feel like God must hate me so much. I'm trying so hard to be a better person, to be more conscientious and I feel like I'm in a constant state of failure.

I had a bad LSD trip over 10 years ago (pre kids) and part of the trip was that I was going to hell for ignoring the environment, that I was ignoring all these problems in the world. And since then I've tried really hard to stop eating meat, but used clothing, drink less, bought an electric car, trying to become more educated in terms of social issues. But I feel like at the end of the day I'm still just a lazy asshole. And there's no way I'm not going to hell for it.

I would never want a friend to feel this way and I wouldn't talk to them like this but I can't stop feeling this way for myself.

I thought I heard 225 Diamond Ave was torn down. My relatives just sold the house a few years ago and I was curious what's there now.