Woohoo getting back into my workout mode. I feel better each day.
Did purge last night but whatever. After 17 years (off and on) of this shit the occasional purge will always be better than 6 or 7 times a day.
I plan to apply to volunteer at the library today. And in two weeks (I need a full week off at least) I will visit a local Toastmaster's meeting. I think I would only go twice a month anyway. I just want to rejoin.
At work. Totally zombied out. I guess people have noticed that I have been withdrawn in recent days so they are making an effort tot talk to me. I'm not depressed so much as I don't see the point. I am leaving soon and want to form no new bonds and really I want to break the destructive old ones. I keep in touch only with those who expect nothing from me and that I know I cannot count on. I don't need to be burned again.
I wonder what would even be the point of going out anymore? Drinks are expensive, I don't want to meet a guy. I like hanging out with my friends in places I can hear them like a house party (haha that sounds so '90s) or whatever. I'm broke and just want to relax. I like TV and drinking and my cat. I like working out again too.
8:41 a.m. - 2011-05-06
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