I had an emotional roller coaster of a day. I haven't been eating well (at all) because of food issues and am feeling very loopy... and then irritable and sometimes both. Lucky family.
I made it out to tea with a friend and then picked up a new medical prescription. Opium. Cool. (Actually, I'm always a little freaked out by myself, altered... worried to upset the brain's delicate balance to which I have previously referred). A few hours after taking the tiny amount of opium, I felt less sane, but better. I was even able to eat three courses at an early birthday dinner for Tom, which was arranged by his parents. It's nice to eat. Eating works. I feel slightly more sane, post food, as I now go to bed. Of course, this sanity will change when I take my opium. And so goes my day. life. day.
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