Lots of anger today. Exhaustion, and anger. Not even that hungry--just filled with rage. Diet Alicia should be avoided at all costs.
Went to Target with the kids to buy a blender and shaker cup. After checkout, I stood off to the side of the checkout area for a bit, slowly putting on my coat and gloves. The customer behind me, an older gentleman, called out, "Is this yours?" and I turned and noticed I'd left my purse on the counter. Said loudly, "Thanks! I wouldn't have noticed til I got out to my car and realized I didn't have my keys! Ha! Ha!"
The gentleman and his wife gave me pity laughs and smiles with worry in their eyes. I realized why when, after walking out of the doors, I realized my keys were in fact around my neck, and not in my purse. Diet Alicia has no brain power, it seems. It is all being funneled into just staying upright and not chopping random people in their necks.
Driving home, I yelled at any car that came near mine, just because. How dare they exist? Wtf. Glanced in my rearview mirror at myself and was shocked to see a perma-scowl on my face. Was I just driving around glaring at everyone? Is this my new face now?
Merisa, my (*sponsor*--again, no one has told me if this is the correct term--come ON, people!), told me this was not actually normal for most people in their program. Apparently, my super fantastic diet of basically-straight sugar for the past few years is worse than most. Good I'm getting a handle on it now, I suppose!
So, there's my update for today. I hope you weren't expecting anything better, folks. This is alls I got!
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