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anorexic

  • A good eating day

    I’m trying really, really, really hard to have a good eating day. Most of the time, I don’t, but I’m really trying today. A good eating day means that I don’t overeat, under eat, and I don’t stress out about it.  I don’t try to guess the calories, look at nutrition labels, and guesstimate how Read more

  • Okay, so going to the grocery store isn’t a big deal for most people.  If anything, given the way the online trend is going, grocery stores are a bit of a hassle.   In a generation or so,  we’ll simply have everything auto-shipped from Amazon.  Or, possibly, everything will be pre-ordered and be delivered drive-thru window Read more

  • Okay, you know how when we survive something traumatic.  “I’ll never do that again.   I’m going to put it behind me.” – I think that’s self-defense.  The situation tested our boundaries or caused a potent emotional reaction that we don’t want to feel it, be reminded of it, or experience it ever, ever, ever, again. Read more

  • Some progress… maybe?

    Mom and Bill went to Indy for a doctor appointment. Original thought: —  Yay!  I can sneak out to the gym from 7 to noon without worry of being caught or interrupted. Second thought that came to me while I was attempting to sleep: —  Why do that to yourself?  You’ve been to the gym Read more

  • Last week was kinda rough. Tuesday – Mrs. Meriam — I don’t think she’s effective, but it’s a reason to get out of the house — told me that I don’t know how to care for myself and place others before me. –  Same old song, different day.   I’ve been told that for over a Read more

  • Back to gluttony… binging… yep.  I did on left over turkey.   I didn’t eat it all, as there is a partial leg left, but everything else in the container mysteriously disappeared down my gullet during the evening and night- as well as a good portion of my favorite Apple Butter BBQ –  don’t knock it Read more

  • Checking in

    I’m really not to sure how long it’s been since I was released from the House.  Two months?  Three?  I guess it doesn’t matter – the whole situation seems surreal now.  It feels like it was a vague dream that has uncomfortable real life reminders.  I suppose its like dreaming of getting drunk and waking Read more

  • Scaring myself

    Gluttony is when you crave something so much that it’s unhealthy, unnatural and immoral. It’s when your brain says “that’s enough,” but you reach for the ice cream anyway, without hesitation, and without will.  It’s when you verbally beat an opponent, feel sorry that they’re so pathetic, but still continue with the attack for no Read more

  • Another song…

    There’s certain songs that resonate with people, I think.  Even if music is a foreign to the person… there’s always something.  Some tune, some lyric, that resounds in the mind during times of trouble or distress. Maybe it’s like the way a cat purrs when it’s injured.  The purring helps comfort the cat.  Maybe the songs help comfort us. What type Read more

  • Frankenberry, Boo Berry, and Count Chocula, As a child, you three dazzled me away from the naughty Honey Nut Cheerios Bee.  You did not need Lucky Charms to hold breakfast bowl dominion.  Tony Tiger secretly thought of you when he screamed “They’re Great.” Oh – what a seasonal specialty – sweet strawberry goodness, beguiling blueberry, charming chocolate – Read more