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eating disorder

  • 11/16

    Yesterday was phenomenal on a couple of different fronts. Not personally phenomenal, although it was a gym day and I got to eat a Mancino’s. That’s just a normal great day. But, it was a globally phenomenal day for three primary reasons. * The global population hit eight million. — This means that, despite the… Read more

  • 11/9

    Yesterday, Jason had a “talk” about my weight and eating habits. He became emotional, shared his fears, and even seemingly teared up at one point. When that happens, his lips contract and face contorts. Instead of looking like a man, he curiously resorts into an angry child progression. It’s fascinating and ugly at the same… Read more

  • 11/2

    I wouldn’t say yesterday was a “very bad day.” It was a very exhausting day. It was trying. Frustrating. Upsetting. But, not ‘very bad.’ Very bad is a absence of good and there is good. There’s good in every day, even if it is bad. Even if the sun rises, it’s good, despite what may… Read more

  • 10/30

    I made so much noise this morning. It’s no secret that I wake earlier than Jason. He has the amazing ability to stay up late, and I tend to experience a hard mental shutdown between 10 and midnight. Although I try. I try to stay up later as that’s when he plays games. I strive… Read more

  • 10/18

    Yesterday, Jason and I went out for a walk in the neighborhood. It was, generously, in the 40s. It was windy. But, overall, not really bad. There wasn’t a lot of humidity in the air. There was sparse cloud coverage and the sun was bright. It wasn’t bad. It was still a pleasant day. But,… Read more

  • 10/15

    I feel so tired. If it wasn’t for the super vitamin B complex pills I sneak sometimes, I’d be a lot worse for wear. It’s not just being tired but approaching mentally exhausting along with body weary. While the weather has been playing nice, it’s been probably close to a decade since I’ve had to… Read more

  • Three Strikes.

    Regardless of when and where, society divides itself into three categories. It tends to take the shape of a pyramid. At the bottom is the rabble. These are the generally unskilled laborers. They are the plebeians. They are the unwashed masses. Often underestimated and always dominated by the other two levels, these people perform repetitive… Read more

  • Aug 6

    It’s raining really hard. Like, Noah’s Ark type of downpour. There’s thunder and lightning. I’m hearing those really relaxing rumble sounds. It won’t last long, of course. I think it’s already slowing and soon, it will be gone. But I was here, enjoyed it, and appreciated it while it lasted. I am fortunate for that.… Read more

  • 7/28

    I had to correct mom. She was talking to Bill about Jason’s upcoming move over coffee. She was outlining what we are (might? I still can’t fully believe) going to do. Mom was making it sound like it would be a short honeymoon. Part of which was that Jason and I would be in the… Read more

  • 7/21

    This is getting to be a little scary. For a while now… well, for over ten years, actually… Jason has had a standing invite to join my tribe in Indiana. This would mean that he would have to leave Florida and abandon a house. This house is one that we bought and are currently have… Read more