Silly body.
Jan. 7th, 2012 02:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightlotusmoonOh. It's PMS. This would explain the random eight-pound weight fluctuations, the bloating, the feelings of rage against everything, the dead feelings, the hopelessness, the seizure auras, the cramping, the loss of appetite, the increased tactile allodynia. Time for more drugs, yay!
Jupiter is on the couch next to me, his front paws on my thigh, his purring loud as thunder but soothing. He nibbles my arm every now and then so I will be reminded to pet and scratch him.
Adam is at work, so my plan is to exercise lightly to at least one episode of "Farscape" (thank you, Netflix). I should eat more than a large banana and a small bowl of cereal, but I'm just not motivated to eat.
I can feel the Anorexia Worm sliding into the spaces between my deep thoughts, whispering, changing my mind in the back, telling me in my own voice that I'm too fat right now and I should severely restrict my eating until the sensation of hunger begins to feel more sweetly powerful and seductive than the need to eat my proper daily intake. Stupid worm. I feel you, this time. I know you. You are made of evil. But fighting is what I do, so it's on.
I think I'll have more cereal. That almond dark chocolate granola is calling.
Jupiter is on the couch next to me, his front paws on my thigh, his purring loud as thunder but soothing. He nibbles my arm every now and then so I will be reminded to pet and scratch him.
Adam is at work, so my plan is to exercise lightly to at least one episode of "Farscape" (thank you, Netflix). I should eat more than a large banana and a small bowl of cereal, but I'm just not motivated to eat.
I can feel the Anorexia Worm sliding into the spaces between my deep thoughts, whispering, changing my mind in the back, telling me in my own voice that I'm too fat right now and I should severely restrict my eating until the sensation of hunger begins to feel more sweetly powerful and seductive than the need to eat my proper daily intake. Stupid worm. I feel you, this time. I know you. You are made of evil. But fighting is what I do, so it's on.
I think I'll have more cereal. That almond dark chocolate granola is calling.
