Emotional Vacuum
I have just come to a revelation. I am a emotional eater. When I am mad, or sad. Nothing makes me feel better about the situation or myself than anything I can find to eat in the kitchen cabinets. It can be popcorn, cookies, ice cream....and as I found out today, Salad and Gramcrackers. I felt like everyone did'nt want me around.. Im here all alone, my mom and sister are over Derek's house. They did'nt even ask me if I wanted to go. So to take the pain away, I made myself a salad. But, after I eat it, and notice how it makes me feel better, the quicker the guilt sets in. I can't be doing this. Im so over weight as it is, and I had hoped to lose some before the summer was over. I don't like the way I look. Then the way people look at me when words come out of my mouth...its like they don't want to hear what I have to say, my voice is just another annoying sound to them. I say something that Id thought would be good conversation and I get "So?" or I get a "mmmhmmm" in a very soft tone. Maybe its me..maybe I take things way to personal. But I just wanted to say that everytime something like that happens, its just gonna come back to haunt me... again and again.
In happier news, I have a job interview on Tuesday. Its with a Jewsih Non Profit organization that deal with camps for kids. Even though I may feel alittle out of place because I am not Jewish, I think it would be a rewarding job because of the opportunity to learn about another religion and culture. Lets see what happens..
Later..
In happier news, I have a job interview on Tuesday. Its with a Jewsih Non Profit organization that deal with camps for kids. Even though I may feel alittle out of place because I am not Jewish, I think it would be a rewarding job because of the opportunity to learn about another religion and culture. Lets see what happens..
Later..