To Cinnamon: thanks for the worried comment, girl. I really apprecitate it. Gonna go get checked tomorrow. And I am so impressed by how you are doing this 30 day thing! You go girl!!! <3
So, I am home. Like hometown home. Like at home with my mom. Like OMG.
This morning I came down to see the car I now know I am going to buy. This one.
The pic kinda sucks, but I took it from the dealer's ad and cropped it. It took me about 15 minutes to upload the photo. Yay me!
Anyhow, I am pretty excited with the car.
Not so much for my daily intake. It has been beyond horrid.
Right now I am sitting at my mom's desk writing on my old Mac. The keyboard is old and the keys are hard to press, so it takes me a lot to type in at a decent speed rate without typos.
No one is in. I am alone with the two cats and my mom is out with the dog.
It is crazy how this place can change me in fifteen minutes. The minute I moved out and to another town, this house became something different. It became some kind of haunted manor.
I come down here and I am powerless. My self control goes out the window and I get lazy, moody and a fucking overeater. It is unbeliveable.
I cannot live here more than a few days, this place turns me into a fat piece of lazy ass.
And it's not because of some evident reason, like my mom is not a total nuts or a cat lady nor the house is as creepy as the Overlook Hotel in Shining.
I guess this place brings back the old me, the worst part of me. The part that sets the bar at "Wtf I am gonna eat my boredom out " and keeps going until it's too hard to turn back.
I cannot even begin to tell you what I have been eating today. I feel gross and senseless. And a Jerk because I don't want to mess up my intestines any more.
I haven't had any other episodes like the one I had yesterday. Luckily. But I have had some cramps and overall anxiety about it.
Yes, I also am an hypochondriac, but on this I think I am somehow right.
I am scared that tomorrow's gonna be as bad as today.
I made my mom buy me some ginseng extract, those things that are supposed to get you active and going, because lately I am quite lethargic.
So tomorrrow morning I am gonna get up fairly early, get a shower, drink one of those things and walk for at least an hour with the dog.
It will not shed the calories I have inhaled today, but it will be a step in the right direction of not wasting my days when I am here in my hometown. Then, mid-afternoon, I am gonna head back home.
If I start thinking of all the calories from fat and carbs I had today I am gonna have a panic attack. Seriously. Hopefully the ipecac syrup is on its way. I swore to myself (and to you, please feel free to chase me with pitchforks and fire if I don't) that I WILL USE IT WISELY, AND NOT RANDOMLY. ONLY IN CASE OF EXTREME NECESSITY. Like now. I would kill to have some.
Then again I don't know if it would be a good idea with my unknown nasty disease.
A couple hours ago I went into my old room and started reading a few of my old psychology books. I came to the part about EDs and it said that in subjects with EDNOS the binges mainly occoured when alone, while in company the patients tend to restrict more.
Man I am totally the opposite. When there's people around is when I feel entitled to have some food and enjoy the company. Is when I am alone that I feel like I have no excuse to eat, likeI don't deserve it, so I restrict or plain starve.
Weird.
So, off to something else (some more food? no please god give me the strength) because I am on my mom's computer and even though she is totally tech retarded I am afraid the more I write the more likely it is she will find out what I wrote. Totally illogic.
Be stronger than me, ladies, and turn my failure into your example
Hugs and some lazy crazy love <3
Gonna have a panic attack in the privacy of my brain
P.S.
yes, I changed the blog title. It was floating around in my head for awhile, so I decided to actually change it. I like it a lot better. Hope you do too.
I'm so pleased. You actually had me in tears and that doesn't happen often! I'd hold off on all diuretics, laxatives and purgatives until after you've seen the specialist.
ReplyDeleteI love the car! Very zippy! I have an old indigo VW Golf that I call 'The Blueberry"! She's a 1600 and goes like a rocket!
I'm like you, I eat in company and starve in solitude. I think I do this so that no one will suspect that I'm far from 'normal'. Self preservation makes me do weird things!
The new title rocks! You're almost cynical enough to be my twin! I hide it well, don't I? Like I said, self preservation...!
Keeping fingers crossed for the doctor's visit and thinking of you. Love you, Possum! <3. XXX.
I feel the exact same way about home. Every time I come home from school, I lose any progress I've made and fall back into my worst habits.
ReplyDeleteI quite like the new title... most excellent! xx