Monday, December 14, 2009

Another Day Gone to Waste!

I did eat the apple for dinner.
I felt like absolute shit at my shows. I still did most of the numbers. I ate a can of tuna afterwards. I still hit below the 800 mark, so i'm fine.

My mum is totally catching on, how does she do that?
Cant wait til im on my own.

I haven't even seen my psychologist in months, which is fine, she's an annoying little blond pixie. But my parents are typically anal about therapy. So i haven't told her about my recent hypomanic state.
I'll be fine one day.. then the next week i'll hardly sleep, hardly eat (yes!), be constantly rushing and constantly thinking and getting all my work done, i feel like wonder woman! but apparently that's a bad thing.

You ever seen a psych that actually helped?
All of mine have just ranted about everything thats wrong with me and did things that, obviously, did not help. what a rip off.

i am so excited. i cant wait for the next few months to fly by so i can see those numbers on the scale drop. some days it's what i live for. oh, the irony.

just an update. s'laters

1 comment:

  1. I saw two psychologist that actually helped me a lot. They were eating disorder specialists, but weren't in a hospital and I they didn't get eating disorder patients specifically. They didn't make me talk about food, only when I wanted to. They did help with the problems underneath the surface. But I haven't seen a psych in like, 3 years, so a lot of that work has been worked out of me, you know? New challenges...new problems.
    My psychiatrist, however, pumped me full of addicting drugs. How awesome of him.

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