Back home.

I got back home yesterday, it was awesome to see my family again after 2 months but since I got home I've just not stopped eating. I'm feeling really miserable and extremely fat, I'm actually embarrassed to go out of the door. Tomorrow, I've got to visit where I used to work and I'm dreading them seeing how fat I've got over the last 6 months, it's so humiliating that my loss of control over myself and my life is so obvious. Argh!
I've decided that it's probably best to cut down my calories slowly so that tomorrow I'm going to eat 600 calories (yes I know that's a lot) but I feel so guilty about the amount I've eaten today that I can't help but do lots of exercise tomorrow so burn what I do eat off. A 4.5 mile run, 30 mins of step, a 2 mile walk and lots of sit ups, squats and push-ups (more if I need it).
I'm going to have a look on the net for some diet pills, I don't have the money for them as I'm an unemployed student, living off a government loan but I've got to the stage where I'm that desperate. I'm so fat now that my mum no longer asks me whether I've eaten or worries that I do too much exercise. I hate myself.