Eating chocolate is like giving yourself a big hug.
When I came home from the hospital last week, Karen went out and got me a large bag filled with assorted chocolates. Somehow it managed only to contain my favorites. I reached in and grabbed a chocolate, absentmindedly unwrapping it as tears continued to stream down from my eyes. It was a Dove dark chocolate, one of those Dove Promises, with the inspirational words on the inside of the wrapper. This one said "Don't think about it so much." I cried harder. Maybe it was good advice, but it was so much easier said than done. But even so, I started to feel better as the rich chocolate filled my senses.
When I'm really down, I skip the Krackels, the milk chocolates and even my Rolos, going straight for a promise.
Make time for you.
Go easy on yourself.
Savor every happy moment.
I have been feeling better the last few days.
But should I be putting on this much weight? I guess it's time to get out of bed, face the world on a real level, and go back to my diet and whatever else I was doing before all this.
Who am I kidding? I don't know when going out will feel like it did before. Everything is a slight reminder that I try to shove aside and focus on having fun, but I'm going out so I can be with people and instead I'm shying away from the people. I keep telling myself (or others keep telling me, I can't tell the difference at this point) that I need to get out and get on, so I try.
And tomorrow I start work. We shall see how that goes.
When I'm really down, I skip the Krackels, the milk chocolates and even my Rolos, going straight for a promise.
Make time for you.
Go easy on yourself.
Savor every happy moment.
I have been feeling better the last few days.
But should I be putting on this much weight? I guess it's time to get out of bed, face the world on a real level, and go back to my diet and whatever else I was doing before all this.
Who am I kidding? I don't know when going out will feel like it did before. Everything is a slight reminder that I try to shove aside and focus on having fun, but I'm going out so I can be with people and instead I'm shying away from the people. I keep telling myself (or others keep telling me, I can't tell the difference at this point) that I need to get out and get on, so I try.
And tomorrow I start work. We shall see how that goes.