So I’m stuck with this miserable empty feeling that I don’t know what to do with. I had an exceptionally crappy day yesterday. I even cried at work, a lot. I’m a typical numbers person, we’re not known for our feelings. I had a lot of them yesterday, and it appears that I have more today. The good I see in this? I didn’t console myself with food. That is pretty significant for me. I really hope that I’ve learned better, and that this isn’t just a fluke. We went out to dinner last night, and I took half my food home. After eating so well for over a week, I kind of balked at the serving size that was placed before me.
I don’t want to go walking today because I’m cranky, but I’m going to make me do it. I hear that physical activity is a pick me up. I need to be picked up. I don’t want to spend my day hiding in my cube, crying off and on. I don’t know why I am feeling… so… strongly. It is really not in my character to have emotion leaking out uncontrollably. I hope a walk or two takes the edge off.