Monday, 15 April 2013
A Little Fragile
Right now, as I type out these words, is one of those times.
I'm guessing I'll feel better once this actually posts though, once I've had a sleep and a rest, and am actually getting on with another (hopefully sunny) day.
I've woken up grumpy most days Jay's been away. Not sure I slept any better with him gone, either.
Did, however, wake up with my teddy bear in my arms every morning. Guess I've missed having something to hold.
I'm feeling hard on myself and angry with myself and unhappy with myself with one of the most first world problems there is... my weight. And those feelings of unhappiness don't help anything, really, at all. I know what I need to do (and stop doing) and I just have to do it.
I wish something would go off in my head to make me feel like everything's going to be ok.
I suppose I just have to make it so myself.