Weekly weigh in

This week I lost 2lb. That's in a slightly short week, since it's our first go at the new class on Tuesdays instead of Thursdays. Decided to adjust target back down to 10.5 stone instead of 10 stone 10, see how I go. Feeling fairly positive, though not perfect, and the new class seemed nice: comfy chairs and running to time!

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Kitties

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Fed up of being fed up now. RJK being lovely. Doesn't make it go away though. It's OK to know I've got to give it time but how long? Even the electrician in the dept was asking if I was OK today, and I only know him to say hi in the corridor.

Update: Damn, and now I know he's back (posting to usenet) and I have new mail and I'm scared even to see who it's from never mind read it. I'm sick of a week of peering at phones wondering if he's going to say anything in response to a texted hug. I'm sick of feeling like I'm not allowed to miss him, but I do feel like it's unfair to expect anything of him when I'm the one who did the leaving in the fire swamp. Fed up of feeling guilty for loving someone and not being able to stop. Fed up of feeling so bad I can't work or sleep and I'm not convinced about eating. Fed up of the headaches and the stomach feeling sick too. Sick of keeping it all inside because I don't want to hurt anyone else. I don't want to hurt any more.

Feeling a little better

Yelling about it, even only in text, seems to have helped. I have mail, and it's not so awful. And Richard is lovely indeed, and sweet to me.