Binge, Cleanse, Binge, Cleanse. And so the circle goes...

Today was the worst day yet.
I haven't kept anything down today.
I felt so incredibly hideous all day that I spent most of the time with two fingers down my throat. Yay.
I don't need to lose the weight, I know I don't. But I feel so, horrible and hideous and ugly and greedy and just generally disgusting after eating that I have to get rid of it.
I spoke to Luci last night and she knows.
The strange thing is, aside from today, most days I can snack all day and be fine, but as soon as I have a proper meal, the sense of dread overcomes me.
I feel so guilty doing it.

I've broken this before.
I have to break it again, but before it gets serious.