...back to black...
Got back from the doctor. My dosage of Prozac has been upped, I still see the dietitian on Tuesday, and worse, my weight is up to 264. it's gotten to the point where I can't run, I can't exercise effectively, and yet, I'm finding comfort in carbohydrates. To quote Amy Winehouse...
"I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I go back to black"
I know it's not the right option, but at this point, I feel like it's my only option.
"I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I go back to black"
I know it's not the right option, but at this point, I feel like it's my only option.