Taking care of myself feels good
Sunday night. I had a lovely day yesterday, visiting with my parents then going out with TCB and our friends, Joe and Carrie. Lots of food but no bingeing, so I'm a happy girl. Fought off wicked bad urges to binge last night after TCB went to bed (there was some chunky peanut butter screaming my name from the cabinet). I didn't give in, though, and that was a happy thing. Still, it's day-by-day and the fight will never end. (See this is the kind of thing that you learn when you read books like The Overcoming Bulimia Workbook - good, huh?)
I'm resting for a bit after going through all of the accumulated Christmas stuff, then I'm going to get (hopefully, if they're open) Subway and then, after the meal settles, do another 20 minutes on the treadmill. I need to do some laundry, too, so perhaps I'll sneak that in while my food settles. At least I've got enough clean clothes to go to work tomorrow, because that's a good feeling.
I guess the only way to perfect your juggling skills is to start out small and be willing to make mistakes. I'm not normally known for either of those qualities but, if this is what it takes, this is what I'll do!
I'm resting for a bit after going through all of the accumulated Christmas stuff, then I'm going to get (hopefully, if they're open) Subway and then, after the meal settles, do another 20 minutes on the treadmill. I need to do some laundry, too, so perhaps I'll sneak that in while my food settles. At least I've got enough clean clothes to go to work tomorrow, because that's a good feeling.
I guess the only way to perfect your juggling skills is to start out small and be willing to make mistakes. I'm not normally known for either of those qualities but, if this is what it takes, this is what I'll do!
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And you have proved you can do it!
*hugs*
Although I havn't spoke about in my blog I had a bout with bulimia myself when I was in a relationship with another bulimic, and still fight it.