Last year I wasn't feeling too good.
I turned forty, waited for surgery, and was hurt by my own colleagues. So I dealt with things. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.
One of the consequences was that I got a bit heavy. My body changed, and I didn't feel like myself. It was a problem for future me. So now I am here with this little belly of mine. We're not enemies, but I decided it's time to part ways.
So I count calories. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.
Any conversation
๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐น ยท๐ก๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐ต๐ ๐ค๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฆ ๐๐ด ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ผ ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฏ ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐๐ฐ, ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐๐ด ๐๐ต๐, ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐, ๐ฏ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ค๐.
Iโve been inspired to cook more Japanese food lately so for dinner I made salmon teriyaki, miso soup, rice, and pickles.
I like this guy I drew
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