Dreams are just dreams. Exhausting ones last night. Woke up feeling like I hadn't slept at all.
Someone dear to me sent me an email asking for help with a project she is working on. The project is also dear to me (being non-transparent because if I tried to explain, it would take forever). I knew I didn't have the emotional bandwidth or intellectual/academic energy to be of help. I didn’t know how I was going to convey all of that to her. After texting back and forth with Carin last night, I scrolled through my emails and realized I hadn't replied to Leigh and knew it was time. In one sitting and on my phone, I wrote my reply and it was a very good one. I think she will understand my decision.
Cindy and Ken are safe
I hurt a little bit more today. I think it reflects how emotional distress exacerbates physical problems. Also, I sat way too much yesterday.
Kind of a funny. Yesterday was the hardest day I've had with food since I started. I started the day upset because there was blood on the bathroom floor from my back. The surgeon's office never responded to my outreach messages which was so disappointing. I just felt like crap all the way around and, with news of Farrah, it surely didn't get any better! So, back to the food. Nothing tasted good and I wanted sweets like crazy but k ew if I had them, I would feel 10x worse. Anyway, I made it through but felt some disappointment because I went over my calorie budget. I had to laugh because, on reflection, my calorie budget was 1309 and I ate 1382! This from the woman who are whole cakes and bags of Lindor truffles on a regular basis! I'm killing this Carin says I'm a 'beast' when I put my mind to something!
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