As a fatty, I’ve been on a diet for 4 days. What kind of diet, I don’t know either. I just made a decision all of a sudden. Of course.

Five days ago, I couldn’t eat anyway because of work and stuff. I realized it that evening while going to get some food. Actually, I didn’t feel like eating. Just because I hadn’t eaten all day, I was walking towards getting food as if I had to eat. I decided at that moment. I said I don’t have to eat. I ate that evening, but starting from the next day, I said I would spend the day eating apples, bananas, tangerines, almonds, yogurt – these and things like this, and I’ve been doing that for 4 days. Once a week I’ll reward myself and eat normal food. My stomach has shrunk already. Today I bought a salad and could only eat half of it. Nice.

No bread, for one thing. My biggest love was bread, but not anymore. If I were in Turkey, I couldn’t have made this decision. Because the food is delicious there. It’s not easy to give up. But in America, everything sucks dick anyway. That’s why it’s easy here to give up this place’s shitty bread and shitty food.

Maybe I’ll eat fish. Of course. Fish works. With mashed potatoes and broccoli on the side. That could work, see.

Onwards with apples, bananas, tangerines, yogurt, olives, cheese, tomatoes. Psychologically, I’ve already started to feel healthy. Even my shit has changed. Even that is healthier.

If I can keep this up for a few months, and if I lose weight too, wow. Whatever happens, happens. It’s a three-day world, shouldn’t make too big a deal out of it. We’re just having fun. But if I get to that point, I won’t listen to diets or anything, I’ll fuck it all up and eat all the food. Ugh, I missed it so much.