So I quit. On day 6 to be more specific. In my defense, I was so sick of the lemonade I was barely drinking half of the daily recommended minimum and that is super dangerous. Even though I was 4 days shy of my goal, I'm still really proud that I stuck it out for as long as I did. I'm even more proud that I didn't binge my little heart out on Sunday. I stuck to juice and soup (and bread, sorry I was hungry and my mom got the good bread).
That's pretty much it. I'm really happy to taste food again.
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