It has been over a month since I have posted something? Really? I blame my absence on my lack of red blood cells. And crippling depression. And alcoholism. And the fact that I have been on a voyage on the high seas with a crew of peg legs and parrots. The last sentence is as false as they come, but the rest of those sentences are, sadly, all truth. Truth or truth! Okay, truth. I am terrified and exhilarated by the changes that I am making. Eating actual food and not purging and letting my body reap the nutrients and gaining weight is wacky weird and not at all comfortable, but it is necessary. I am motivated today to make these changes. Will I be tomorrow? It's hard to say. I don't want to be a pessimist, but... But I know how things have gone in the past -- not well. I relapse and I relapse hard. How will this time be different? I need to make a conscious effort, a plan, and a support group. I already have a kickass support group. One day at a time, right? In the meantime, can anyone tell me what I should do with the oysters I hesitantly purchased today? Hey, they are damn high in iron, okay? And apparently they are an aphrodisiac. So should I eat the oysters naked or something?
It feels good to be back.