What I want to know is why am I going along like a normal day, cleaning the house, making cake, taking the kid for a haircut, when all of a sudden my brain revolts and spins me into a minor depression.
I ate lunch. I can't be hungry, can I? I don't know. Last night Master threatened to hold weekly weigh ins with punishments for each lb I gain (I had complained to him that I was gaining weight) so today I have been trying to eat a little less, a little healthier, but I'm not close to starving myself or anything. I think I would like the weigh-ins.
I know it will be better soon. It will pass. I should take my own advice and soak up some sun. Really soak in it, not just breeze through it. And then I need to make pizza.