Venting
Yeah, mostly I wanted to vent. I ate an orange, tuna/crackers, sunflower seeds, and my husband will make me porkchops and brocolli tnite. Not terrific, but not bad. It took me over an hour to eat the tuna/10 crackers, but I ate.
It takes so much to be me. It takes so much to hold the guilt of changing. To have to worry about or take care of the rest of the family isn't good for me. I should be blessed that I'm 100x more sane than they are, but just as soon as I am thankful, I am also resentful that they cant take care of themselves. Having BP, I should know it isn't them, but uughh.
I can't afford not to go to work. I'm contract so I don't get paid if I don't go. I really don't want to go tomorrow. I think also what kills me right now is I just moved here and while I like doing that, I don't have a true support system yet. That might make a difference.
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