Monday, 20 April 2009

Doing this thing of running myself into the ground

- making myself exhausted - then comfort eating. I'm not drinking, so not really socialising and I'm eating to enjoy myself. I'm putting off sex and feeling wretched. Not sure what's going on.

Work is pretty fulfilling. And the money seems ok. But I'm not nurturing myself and paying for it with the weight gain as well and tetchiness.

I stopped eating when Husband came home.
Before that I was a bit out of control.

It is frustrating. My recovery. I don't see much progress. Seeds of suspicion? I trust Therapist. I just want to get better.

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