Ed is talking today. A lot. He talked a lot yesterday too. He is being clever right now- confusing me. Making it harder to figure out what thoughts are his and what thoughts are mine.
We comprised today. It feels like making a deal with the devil- but my uncertainty made it so I felt it was the only way.
I wanted some chips. I knew I wasn't hungry- at least I didn't have hunger pangs... But I had spent an hour thinking about these chips. I kept refusing to give in, but then I couldn't figure out if craving the chips was Ed talking or if refusing them was Ed talking.
I compromised... I ate a serving size of chips. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't know how i feel about it. My thoughts are still blurry about it...
I'm proud of you as I read your blog. Your words are so insightful + well executed. You are a stong young woman, and you also are very mindful of your disease. Those things will carry you to the finshline of beating Ed. :)
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