Fall off the wagon Friday

So here it is, almost a month and a half into my 'juice fast'. It's not been so much a 'fast' as it has been replacing the majority of my meals with juice, and when I do eat solids, actually having a healthy meal, small portion and not over eating. And for whatever reason-that went out the door today. 5 pieces of fried chicken and a couple of Mexican pastries later, and I am pretty sure I want to crawl somewhere and hide. Not only do I physically feel horrid, but mentally and emotionally horrid as well. I want desperately to just throw up and go home and drink some fresh juice. I can't believe that this is what our society does to themselves day in and day out. I wish I could keep this feeling fresh in my mind to prevent this in the future, but I know it will happen again. And when it does, it truly renews my desire and willpower to continue to drink fresh juice and eat healthy meals.