- Yeah, definitely Liza.
- They have improved a lot Cate so I'm not as worried. Still not eating that much but I did better today.
- I think the stomach issues could be Tom issues really, Rob. So I think I'll be okay.
- Thanks Marsia.
Oh God. Today was a bad day. I mean, it wasn't all bad. Actually, let's go through the positive things first, before I delve into the misery.
- My mum rang me at lunchtime and she sounded so bright - brighter than she's been in a long, long time.
- My dad called to the house cos he needed help with sending forms off to someone online. That cheered me up. I was even chirpy in my conversation with him, which was a miracle considering I just wanted to be struck down by a thunder bolt all morning.
- One of the tennis ladies texted asking if I would go to a coffee morning on Saturday in the pub she owns. Another of my tennis friends is going too and I haven't seen them in ages because I haven't been playing, so that was also nice.
- Another friend texted and she's going to see me in a show I'm in in a couple of weeks. The failed audition led to another audition, which I got! I have my second rehearsal for that tomorrow evening.
So, you know, I have stuff to live for. Life seems to be continuing whether I want it to or not. I'm very very low. I've been crying for most of the day, but in a way, that's probably a good thing, because I haven't cried like this in years and I've probably needed to. I can't really get into what is going on, but I am just emotionally distraught, really confused, sad, worried, angry, and it's very overwhelming. Anyway, Tom is gone for the moment, so I feel like my appetite will probably return again this week with force.
The good news about the heartbreak diet is that I've lost 7 pounds since the first of November. I was at 181 yesterday, only 2 away from the 170s, which is a bit of a miracle. I've had to force myself to eat anything, it's been a very strange experience. I feel like even if I go back to eating normally now, I should keep it off. Which is brilliant. I've had loads of photos taken the last while because of the drama group, and I look pretty good in the photos. Like, I'm not recoiling in horror at the way my clothes look on me. So, you know, I guess I can add that to the positives list at the start of this post.
Tomorrow is a new day. Hopefully no more tears and I'll start to cheer up a bit.