I'm so frustrated and stressed out at work because of these idiots I had to work with this week... The worst thing is that I bet these people make twice my salary and they can't get anything right. It's almost comical. My work is 1000 times better than theirs. I want to ask them if they have any openings at their company because I want to apply and kick all their sorry asses. We're under huge stress with this big event and everybody is stretched to the limit, and I have to deal with these dumbasses. The worst part is that I did original flawless work and they tried to "fix it" and totally fucked it up.
I wanted to throw a whiny fit at C3 just now. I was telling him the situation about these morons and how upset I was about it and how I couldn't believe it, and he didn't even say anything, he just stared at his computer and started talking about what he was working on at that very moment. He's such a man.
and I'm really, really fat. I just look and feel terrible. I saw a pic of myself from 10 days ago. I look like a very fat person. I swear there is a huge difference between 180 and 190. It looks like I've gained 30 lbs instead of 10.
I really need to cry and feel like crying, but I can't. You can't cry on Prozac. It dries up your tears before they can form.
Mandy sad.
2 comments:
I can relate to everything you blog about...I've just started today, my own blog, with my own bulimia battles.
Thank you for your honesty!
FF
I hate going to the nutritionist. The psychologist is great but I hate seeing the dietitian. Really, you should spend the money on a psychologist. You can get nutrition info online, from me, anywhere. But I KNOW you can't stop yourself from giving in unless you're way more in touch with your thoughts. Being on Effexor myself, I rarely cry either. It sucks, cuz when I forget to take it I cry about everything. Hey you are more normal than you think.
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