I’ve blown my diet on junk food since I’ve been staying with my partner in the hospital. I’ll be afraid to weigh myself when I get home.
Oh well. I am starting to think that I was just meant to be fat. I’ll probably never lose the weight I wish I could lose. It seems futile.
Whatever. I just want to focus on not binging. As long as I can keep away from binging, I’ll be okay.
I’m going to see a friend tomorrow. I need to order more meds and schedule my next therapist appointment tomorrow, too.
That’s a lot for me to do in one day. I may spread it out over two days. See the friend tomorrow, then the next day call.
Blah. The hospital is depressing. I wish my boyfriend didn’t have to be here.
I haven’t had any flashbacks today. I’ve dissociated a little, though. I’ll just space out for a minute or two every few hours. (At least, I think it is only a minute or two.)
I’m feeling depressed and stressed out and like I want to hide from the world. I just don’t handle… stuff… very well.
I wonder if I dissociate? How can I tell if I am? Mostly I’m a binge drinker. I fell off the wagon this week, big time. Ugh.
I’m sorry about your bf being in hospital. I send hugs if wanted.
When I dissociate, it is as if I just “go away” in my mind. I’m just “gone.” Either that or I will feel detached from everything as if I’m in a dream.
This is a screening test for the disorder I have – dissociative identity disorder – but you can just read through it and see if you can relate to any of the experiences mentioned. http://counsellingresource.com/lib/quizzes/misc-tests/des/