I have been under so much stress since Sunday morning, I cannot think straight, my head is all over the place. My emotions are doing crazy things, and I am to the point of really being lost. I have a hard time eating and sleeping, and according to my scales, I am down 8 pounds. Yes, 8 pounds since Saturday night.
In the past 48 hours all I have ate is a small bowl of Kraft Mac and Cheese with some broccoli, and tuna fish mixed with it, and a small piece of vegan cake. When I try to eat, I get sick to my stomach. I am supposed to be trying out a new “diet”; however, at this time that is not wise. I would not be able to give an accurate review since well, umm I am not eating so losing weight as it is. My brain and stomach are broke atm.
I know things will work out they always do right? Truth be told I am scared to death, scared of many things. Whenever I think of the days to come I break down, I start crying, I start praying that God will do something to show me, he has my hand and we will get through it all together.
I am to the point I want to run away from myself. Does that make since? My anxiety has me going overboard fast, I tell myself we will be fine, we will get through this, but will we really.