8pm, I'm starving but I've already eaten for the day. Can't go to sleep for at least 3 more hours. Lord please give me strength.

Skipped breakfast, for lunch I snacked on a tiny portion of spicy popcorn chicken while walking around walmart and then stopped at mcdonalds on the way home and got 3 double cheeseburgers.
It wasn't a super filling meal but I felt content. When I got home I ate one of the pistachio muffins I had bought out of a 4 pack. I thought I wouldn't eat again and was doing ok.

Then I got super hungry in the evening and ended up making sloppy joes with a can of manwich and a pound of ground sausage. I remember thinking to myself that I would just make two and save the other half for tomorrow.
Somehow I ended up eating the whole thing. 4 burgers all of them with two slices of pepper jack cheese. Each one was probably 800 calories minimum. After that I ate the other three muffins from earlier.

30 minutes later I was sitting on the toilet shitting my guts out. I don't often think about calories but I had time to kill and was casually adding up what I ate. I was really shocking, I never felt terribly full, I've eaten way worse before and felt worse but I honestly feel like I could eat more but somehow in less than 30 total minutes today I ate between 7 and 8 thousand calories.

Then it really fucked me up when I had the thought that to make up for those 30 minutes I would have to fast for 3 whole days. 3 days of misery just to counter out 30 minutes of eating. Not even losing anything just to break even. I know I am a horrible addict but man it just doesn't feel fair, a tiny fuck up and I'm buried in a mountain just to climb back to the starting line. I'm not looking for sympathy or anything, I know I'm a fuck up. Just sharing my misfortune so maybe it can motivate someone else not to make the same mistake.