Another day…
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Day 1215
The last six weeks have been extremely hard for me, as anyone who has read this journal most likely realized. The last week has been even worse. I am no going to go into details. Yes, I wish I was dead. No, I do not plan to make myself dead. No, I am not going to go in details about what is going on. No, I do not think the issues I am facing are going to get resolved. Yes, I know that things might one day get better. No, I do not think that will be anytime soon… and no, there is nothing that you can do to help. Yes, this has taken a terrible toll on my weight.
There are people who, when in emotional distress, lose weight. I am not one of those people. I am probably up nearly ten pounds since April 1. I know I need to get back on track, but the combination of the stress, anxiety, depression and more have put me in this position… and my sometimes ridiculous work schedule has made it difficult to start exercising regularly. I know I am making excuses, but mental health problems are real and often debilitating. The fact that I have been working is helpful, but only when I am on.
I seem to have forgotten to finish and publish this article yesterday so I have to fix that… backdating it. We’ll see if it works.
