So I weighed myself this morning.  182.  6.5 since last Friday.  9.5 for the month.

However, as you know, Monday I was sick.  The rest of the week I have been such a huge ball of stress and anxiety that I can’t eat.  I have eaten a little because even though I just wish I were dead some days; I don’t really want to fall down dead.

I know it’s so bad for me not to eat, but I just feel so shitty.