We were meant to go out tonight for a meal to celebrate. I have had just about enough when it comes to ordering meals out. Recovering from an eating disorder/anxiety/depression/tranquilliser addiction is as about much as I can deal with. Having to order from a menu is way to hard and don't see why I should put myself under that stress. Maybe, hopefully next year it will be different.
I have put a bottle of champagne in the fridge and my husband and son are going to get a pizza (really really romantic!!).
I have not had a good day. Went clothes shopping with husband to get bigger sized stuff. that was depressing enough by itself let alone the unreal feeling that is with me 24/7. My son came home from school with a pile of homework and somehow I felt responsible for that ,if it is not done right. I think it bears a reflection on my parenting.
Anyway, I am sorry for rattling on about something that seems so small in the scheme of things, but if it matters to me it matters.
Does anyone feel that days are far too long and drawn out?
Take care of yourselves.
Love Fran XX