That didn't work either. I'm running on about four hours sleep. I feel horribly physically and mentally. I just want to feel like he loves me. No matter what.
He didn't tell me to stay. He didn't come get me. When I did come back, he didn't touch me. He hasn't at all.
My heartbeat is faster, a sure sign I dind't sleep enough, but with Hammy's friend over, I don't want to sleep inj. I may have to get a nap before working out today though. It probably won't be good regardless, but I might as well try and get some rest.
It looks like my official weigh-in is back on Sundays. I lost that weight I gained and then some. Had I used last Sunday for the official number instead of Monday, the loss for the week would have been even more dramatic. No need for that though. I can see how bloated I was. All of this loss can't be fat. I know there was a lot of water involved.
I'm going to copy something to leave for John and then get up. I need to eat and feed kids when they get up.
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One Year Ago Today: