Jan 14, 2006 22:09
I'm on my own in the flat for the first time in a while. My gf has gone out to someone's birthday celebration. I have a niggling urge to binge-eat, but I'm not going to (writing this is a strategy to prevent me picking up). I haven't woken up properly all day; I had planned on going out for a walk earlier, but I've stayed in the living room. I practised guitar until my fingertips hurt, so I suppose that is some degree of activity.
Orgasms make me type more slowly and less accurately. Whenever I do Mavis Beacon Teaches Typing after a wank, I'm rubbish. Just rubbish.
Phew, feeling a lot of self-loathing at the moment. Hm. Maybe my depression is getting a bit worse. I'm glad I'm seeing my psychiatrist in a few weeks. I really don't want things to be as bad as they were for 50% of the last 6 years. No fluffing way.
I'll cheer myself up with a gratitude list:
1. gf and domestic bliss
2. CSI
3. my computer and the internet
4. relative mental well-being
5. I haven't binged today
6. my finger-picking of house of the rising sun is improving
7. free money and housing from the state
8. new friends (from Bi Con, LJ and Bi Underground)
9. books: great, aren't they
I plan to go to Pilates tomorrow morning. Must take meds beforehand so that I can concentrate for the whole hour.
recovery,
mental health,
activities