Im still stuck in my vicious cycle, and work is no help. Work has been incredibly stressful. It shouldn’t be, but it is. Today was slow, but I feel so down in the dumps and stressed. I wanna cry. I put up my hammock at work since I’m outside and curled up in it.
I hate how cold I am- always. Wearing three shirts, socks, etc. So here I sit, in my hammock, with my frozen runny nose, my blue nails, sensitive teeth, reading wintergirls.
I know I should go back into treatment or therapy or something. I don’t want to. I know I need to eat. I don’t want to. I have noticed I’m just getting worse. I’m where I was last year, just smaller and not as healthy. Surgery, sensitive teeth, blood work and numerous Dr appts later, I’m where I was last year, just less weight, less calories, more running