for the first time in over a year i went away on my own. although i was not
alone, alone for most of the week, i had a lot of time on my own. this was
massive, exciting, depressing and frightening. i had a lovely time with alice
and she took me all over the place, took me to see lisa and the kids, lent me
her car, shouted me a haircut and even picked me some grapefruit from her tree.
she was supportive, friendly, generous and thoughtful.
but when i was alone i
was plagued with overwhelming thoughts which were destructive, saddening and
frightening. it aggravates me that things are not better after all this time and
work. skipping meals, walking around and around until my feet blister and over
thinking eating situations are all old unhealthy habits. it seems so easy and
simple...just eat and get on with it, you need it and your underweight but it is
anything but. i think for me bargaining is the biggest issue...if you are
going out for tea tonight...you can only go if you...don't have lunch and walk
to make up for it. otherwise you don't deserve it, if you know you are out for
lunch and dinner...you can't eat breakfast. all choose the less dense meal,
despite the taste and never never indulge. once that all starts its all
downhill from there, once you start its a slippery slope. the strange thing is
that as my eating becomes more "disordered", the fatter, more repulsive and
disgusting i feel. this has never made much sense. it is when my thinking moves
towards i can't do this anymore, its too hard begins and that is never
a pleasant state. when will it get easier???
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