When in the market, they’re practicing the mathematical skills of addition and multiply by calculating calories and carbs. When in a restaurant, they’re turning the menu to numbers and figures. When in reality, the majority of women (at the least the women that i know) are pushing the rock to the top of the mountain of a specific height (about 1200 calories). Only to have a cheat day, period day, or just a hectic day to see the rock rolling down, like a snowball: getting bigger and bigger. The self-guilt and self-hate start simultaneously with the fall of the rock. The cycle is endless.
inspired by daily real encounters wallah.
