I haven't totally bounced back from yesterday's wonderful little meltdown. I'm less emotional about it, but I still feel tres huge and am still craving a normal life more than I can possibly express. (For those of you tempted to say that normal doesn't exist, let me clarify: "Normal consists of not feeling the need to lie to get out of eating, feeling comfortable sitting down without it making you feel fat and not periodically breaking down because, in your mind, you're two raspberry bismarks away from Biggest Loser contention.)
But today is a little better, and I'm hoping tomorrow will be better still.
Today, I am grateful for:
* Operation Slut-Bomb. It's most excellent. Don't let the name fool you.
* Kelli, who talked me through tonight's meltdown.
* Rufus, who has guarded me since said meltdown.
* bed. It's comfy.
* tambourines. I'm a tad obsessed...
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