Just about there
Feeling much more like myself today. Very tired still but most of my aches and pains are gone. It was an interesting day though as I saw both the psychiatrist and the dietary psychologist. The psychiatrist upped my antidepressants, no shock there tbh, and the psychologist said I am self-sabotaging myself with my eating, again no surprise. She says she’ll speak to me in a month about a few techniques about how to not overeat. I know the theory. It’s putting into practice that I have a problem with.
Ever since I was young I just ate whatever I wanted, but I lived in a hot country then and ran and swam and roller bladed everywhere. Then I moved to Scotland and I carried on swimming so kept the weight off. Then university and wham drink and no exercise and after spending 6 years at boarding school the freedom was overwhelming. I started smoking pot too which didn’t help. Late to lectures or still drunk from the night before or not turning up at all. Is it any wonder I failed after 2 years.
But if I hadn’t failed I wouldn’t have met my lovely hubby and wouldn’t change my life with him for the world. Love saved me in truth. But the truth of that tale is for another day.
