Hi everyone. I was dreading going to school cause the weather is just too nice to be inside all night but he let us out at 7:45 ! Class is supposed to go til 10:30 ! We havent been there later than 8:30 yet
Loving that part of summer school. I wont be loving it starting tomorrow when I must begin to do REAL homework ! I have been doing awesome with food this past week. I am now at 1400 or so cals a day and feeling really confident about my weightloss. I went to my friend’s for dinner lastnight and I saw her two weeks ago but when I walked in she said she had to take a dbl take cause she wasnt sure if it was me or not ! YIPPPIEEE ! So, I am just not struggling with food at all and realy havent this whole month. Something has made a huge shift with me and food is no longer controlling my day. I mean, this has been a struggle for so long and to not have an issue with it (at least for the time being) is TOTALLY liberating. I really feel free of the addiction at this time. I cant really describe it, it is just really great right now. I think I just HEART summertime… Maybe that is it ? I wish it were summer all the time
I had an interesting weekend with Recycled Boy. Friday was awesome, then I went to the pool with my sister both Sat and Sunday. I went to the BBQ with Recycled Boy Saturday night. They were lighting (illegal) fireworks off all night and he lit one in a beer bottle and didnt know it would explode… Well, glass rained all over all of us and like 5 minutes later he is covered in blood cause it cut his face. Lordy… I had to help him clean it up and the crazy part is it didnt even hurt him and you cant even see a mark… Strange. Then when we left he kinda got weird on me. I dont know what it was but I think as we get closer he is starting to worry about my ex and if we continue to see eachother, eventually that is something he will have to face. I have nothing to lose but I guess he is thinking more about it that he has been letting on cause he mentioned it again Sat night and he was saying all kinds of crazy stuff and I left and went home and texted him that what he was saying was making me sad and he told me he is a loser and I shouldnt even want to be with him and what about the ex and blah blah blah. Well, I wasnt drunk but RB was so I just went to bed and the next afternoon I got a text from him apologizing. I basically told him that if he is out, let me know cause I need to shut off these feelings, that I cant and dont want to make anyoone do anything they dont want to do and if he doesnt want to hang out anymore, then that is his choice. He apologized again and assured me that is not the case. I understand where he is coming from but I am willing to face it as it comes and I guess being the guy that was friends with my ex is a tuf place to be in. The night before that he opened up to me more about his struggle and fears with his MS. This is REALLY big you guys as he typically pretends that there is nothing going on with it and that he is perfectly fine all the time, sometimes even not taking his medicine for it. He asked me why God struck him with this illness. He was really upset. I told him that I have no idea what it is like to be him, and said perhaps it is because he knew you could handle it. I asked him if he was scared for his future and he said yes. I think he feels less worthy due to his illness. I think he may be going through an exacerbation right now and he knows that the damage caused during this time is not repairable and that must be one shitty thing to deal with. I am so thankful that he is trusting me more with is true thoughts and feelings. He needs someone to talk to, to not feel so alone and scared. My bff said perhaps God put is together for this very reason. I dunno. I once referred to him as my wubbie, like a little kid with his blanket. I mean, this has been going on for ten years. How did we end up in a different town than we both grew up in, in walking distance from one another and neither of us knew for like the first year the other one lived here? I dunno. I cant quit him. Lord almighty, I am hooked—hahaha. I dunno, he cant act out the way he did the other night again though. I left in tears and cried myself to sleep. And to hear him call himself a loser and why would I wanna even be there with him. Ugh ! It was heart wrenching, it really was. The therpapist in me wants to help him get that self esteem up but I dont wanna overdo it… Baby steps
Well, I could talk about him all night long but this is getting rediculous so I wont
Talk about one rambling blog …