I'm feeling depressed this morning after my bout with anxiety yesterday. Mother left before I woke up this morning. She's probably pissed off about something. This is what living with my mother does to me. I wish so badly that I could be independent... and anxiety-free... and happy... or just normal.
I'm currently obsessed with sleep. During the school year, I only get 4-5 (or less) hours of sleep each night so now that I'm off, I just want to sleep. It feels so nice to be able to get 8 hours of sleep each night. That's just wonderful!
I ate about 1100 calories yesterday. Losing weight is such a pain in the rear. I wish it were as easy as gaining it. I'm good at that. I've battled with my weight for most of my life. I had an eating disorder by the time I was in second grade. I was already severely depressed by that time.
The anxiety and anxiety meds yesterday rendered me almost nonfunctional so I didn't get as much done as I wanted to. I did start cleaning the laundry room, but the meds made me so sleepy I didn't get it finished. I've got to finish that today and continue to work on the junk room.
I still want that nice big tub of Death by Chocolate.
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