I've had a really hard time since coming home from university and continuing this weightloss journey. I officially restarted on March 18th and since then I lost about 13lbs. I finished my first year on April 21st and made my way home with my dad on the 23rd and finally arrived at my house on the 24th. I spent the week continuing my "diet" but didn't really lose any more weight which was incredibly unusual for me. That's when saturday rolled around and my family decided to go out to dinner. I ate well and kept with my diet and tried the scale again on the tuesday after but lo and behold I actually gained a half a pound. Not possible... I didn't really understand how that could have happened, and I was basically crushed. I figured if I could eat right for 1 and a half weeks and still put on weight (not a lot but obviously that wasn't how I saw it) then I might as well eat like crap and enjoy myself. I massively chocolate binged that tuesday and felt like crap all night. Good news for me because it made me realize clearly clean foods are now what my body craves so maybe it does make more sense to continue my "diet". I did, until once again saturday rolled around and we went out for another family dinner. This time I overloaded on bread rolls, fried zucchini, and chicken kebab. Once I got home I topped that off with chocolate, peanut butter, and anything sweet I got my hands on. It made me sicker than the "binge" on tuesday and I figured that I would once again start sunday off on the right foot. Well I was wrong! I ate worse than ever that night and I got so incredibly sick that I threw up. The point of sharing my last 3 weeks of rollercoastering around? Basically, starting last sunday I knew I would have two weeks to get myself back on track (until the next family dinner) and I'm one week in, doing a pretty good job. It's hard finding that same motivation again and coming into a new environment really threw me off because I didn't know how to handle all the food that was being thrown at me left, right, and center. I feel like slowly I'm able to handle it again and control my cravings, and hopefully, come next saturday, I will be able to go out and eat a well portioned meal without binging on chocolate, bread, and sweets. (Updated on May 11th)