Joelle (hyarmi_records) wrote in shouts_of_joy,

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Well, attempting to put a positive spin on something...I did at least make it through seven weeks of being down emotionally before it affected my ability to eat.

     This week has been one of the worst in a very, very long time (December 2004 keeps coming to mind) and least I made it all the way to Friday before my misery got so intense it destroyed my appetite.

     I wish I could work through the weekend. The job is my one comfort at present. My coworkers notice I exist; they don't shun me like most of my supposed online friends. But no, today is a Friday, and I'm going to have to steel myself to try to get two meals a day down my throat going forward.

     At least I made it seven weeks. And at least little Adya is doing well. Her excitement when I get home from work is a tiny bit of sweet comfort.
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