I have definitely been avoiding the scales. I try to weigh myself about once a month, but after succumbing to the inner sugar demon I didn't want to face the damage I'd done. However, I know that part of this journey involves the scale. So I did it. I'm up 9 pounds. While that is pretty bad, it's honestly not as bad as I'd thought it would be.
There will be no dwelling on this, no self pity, no "I can't do this". The number reflects what I've eaten during the last month or so. It doesn't indicate that I'm a bad person, it indicates that I made poor choices.