Wow. Sucky day. Mr. Hyde hit me hard today. I don't know why.... that's what I'm really trying to figure out so I can come up with a battle plan. There's no rhyme or reason to when the hormones (or lack thereof) hit me - I can't predict it like I could with my monthly cycle, which was just like clockwork. I just felt like biting everybody's heads off. And NOT like being good. So, yeah, write off today. Breakfast was a piece of toast and cup of coffee (or two). Cream and sugar, of course. That's just a given, unless I happen to be eating cheesecake. :) Lunch, late, was a Tuscan chicken sandwich from Wendys and fries, and coke. Dinner, at 10:15pm, was a BIG MAC, fries, and a sweet tea. Yep.
I still feel crappy, and don't know why, but I KNOW I've got to come up with a way to handle this without throwing everything out the flippin window. The problem is, when I feel like this, nothing matters. Nothing. I'm back to that can't-face-the-future, how-did-I-get-here, poor-poor-pitiful-me drama. And I do not know how to get out of it. I just ride it out, trying not to do anybody in on the way. The future absolutely terrifies me; I turn into jello, and I just want to go to bed and sleep. Forever.
Maybe tomorrow will be a better day..... not holding my breath.