It’s been a very stressful and emotionally draining year. Sometimes I felt that my attempts at being positive or uplifted just drained me more. But as I began dealing with one set of emotions in a healthy way a set of emergencies that would slowly yet rapidly occur, then add on another stressor to that equation and you get a body that’s shocked out of its healthy-like dealing state to this semi out of control gluttonous being whose only concern was to be dumb. To not feel the anxiety, the worry, the stress, the anger, the disrespect, the neglect…
And now, here we are a couple of weeks on somewhat steady ground and 20 pounds heavier. Sometimes I wonder if I would ever get a handle on my life. I’m scared actionless. I just don’t know what to do at this point.