Such a kliché

I really am. I'm the type of girl that eats when she's depressed (causing me to gain weight and becoming more depressed ergo eating more and voilà, vicious circle, luckilly it works the other way round as well), likes to shop, and is afraid of spiders. Today, I started with a piece of chocolate for breakfast, bought myself some lingerie, and freaked out when I just saw a spider in my room. Not a good day so far.
On the other hand, I had one piece of chocolate and then threw the rest out, I resisted the urge of putting the lingerie on my credit card (which means my bank account will be hurting right away instead of within a month), and I managed to kill the spider which is a great triumph.
From now on, I vow to myself that I will break most of my bad habits. That I will resist eating something unhealthy and snack on a piece of fruit instead. That I will transfer the amount of money that "that" dress cost into a second savings account. The spider bit will probably be a lot harder to get over, I'm still shaking, but at least I didn't cry and left the room waiting for my roommate to come home and kill it, I killed it myself!
Babysteps...