I'm glad to say that today is much better than yesterday. Today is much
better than it's been in a while. Yesterday proved to be a very hard day, but I worked hard at staying present. I made myself make some homemade soup and also initiated a board game with the family. Today has been very busy. I
had to take Cal into Chicago for an appt. with his eye surgeon. The appt. went well. His strabismus is about the same, so again we go back in six months and evaluate his need for surgery then. What sucks is, he now has another eye glass prescription. This is the third new one in a year. I swear at this rate, the poor boy is going to be wearing Coke bottles before he enters Junior High. Anyway, there was about 4 hours in the car today to let my mind wander. And wander it did, but today there was less sadness. It's now 2:35 and I've yet to cry today. I can't remember the last time I made it past 7 a.m. or so, so it's a huge step in the right direction.
I also haven't had soda in two days. I really need to look at pop as an
accomplice to my depression. Soda leads to so many unhealthy things for me.
I need to love myself enough to at least get that shit out of my life permanently. Anyway, I'm proud of myself for not breaking down and getting some as we were on the road.
I guess I'm not feeling like talking too much today. I don't want to talk
myself into being sad, or remind myself more than I already know about how hard
things have been lately. I just
wanted to let you guys know that I'm okay. I'm getting
there.
~Jen
better than it's been in a while. Yesterday proved to be a very hard day, but I worked hard at staying present. I made myself make some homemade soup and also initiated a board game with the family. Today has been very busy. I
had to take Cal into Chicago for an appt. with his eye surgeon. The appt. went well. His strabismus is about the same, so again we go back in six months and evaluate his need for surgery then. What sucks is, he now has another eye glass prescription. This is the third new one in a year. I swear at this rate, the poor boy is going to be wearing Coke bottles before he enters Junior High. Anyway, there was about 4 hours in the car today to let my mind wander. And wander it did, but today there was less sadness. It's now 2:35 and I've yet to cry today. I can't remember the last time I made it past 7 a.m. or so, so it's a huge step in the right direction.
I also haven't had soda in two days. I really need to look at pop as an
accomplice to my depression. Soda leads to so many unhealthy things for me.
I need to love myself enough to at least get that shit out of my life permanently. Anyway, I'm proud of myself for not breaking down and getting some as we were on the road.
I guess I'm not feeling like talking too much today. I don't want to talk
myself into being sad, or remind myself more than I already know about how hard
things have been lately. I just
wanted to let you guys know that I'm okay. I'm getting
there.
~Jen
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