Don’t know how this mood came over me; probably with the fog that rolled in this afternoon.
I really want some alcohol, but I’ve also had enough of alcohol and drunk people for awhile. The last thing I need is to try and babysit my drunk self. So I am eating and fatting myself up again. I’m already halfway up to my old top weight. So much for the diet.
Why do I have this feeling that you are sad and need a hug? Or is it just me that is sad and wants a hug from you?