A Good Cry

May 07, 2010

Two days ago I found myself isolating in my room. I began to cry, no, sob, over my frustrations, regret, self-hatred, feeling sorry for myself all the while. Previously that day, I started a fight with my girlfriend, causing her to feel the same pain I was. I felt sad; she has been there for me the most throughout this entire journey but I took all of my anger out on her just so someone else could feel crazy like me. Since that time, I have been to 3 different support groups and received a post-weight loss cookbook in the mail. Things started to look up. Now the only frustrations I had in the last few days were work-related and not surgery-related.

I think I am getting used to this now.  I am eating different foods and will be taking protein in different ways. This should add a diversion to my routine that I have come to know and loathe the past 3 weeks. Tuesday will be one month post-op.

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