This last spring I got really sick with appendicitis and had to have surgery. What I found out is that I'd had bouts of appendicitis for the past year. Once I knew what that pain was, it was obvious to me that's what I'd been dealing with. I thought it was food poisoning all that time. Cut to now, and I still haven't gained back the weight I lost from being sick. Not only that, but it's only September and it's just now getting chilly and I am FREEZING. My hands are like ice. I can't get warm. How am I gonna make it through the winter? It was bad last year, too, I had already lost some weight then. This is dumb. I'm so damn cold. And I'm sick of people telling me to eat a sandwich.

Can't stand it when someone posts on FB and wants their FB friends to copy& paste on their wall. Then says something like I'll see who my real friends are. I guess I'm not your friend becuse I'm not posting that nonsense.

Maybe you should get a complete blood workup done and go from there.

If I eat, I get nauseous. If I don't eat, I get nauseous. I'm just not the kind of person who can nibble all day and maintain a steady .... I dunno, fullness? Blood sugar? I dunno.

I dug up my old Spin bike because I needed a de-stressor, but not wanting to exercise outside at 100-degrees. I started turning on a disco ball with music blasting. This is one of the few things bringing me joy right now.

This is why I started making my own clothes. They'll fit correctly, be the exact style and fabric I want, and they'll last for years. Plus it's just fun.

Can someone please tell me which alien designs women's clothes and why they always fit so shitty? The average height of women in the US is 5'4", yet pants are always clearly designed for people way taller, yet my tall friends complain nothing fits them either. it's really fucking strange. If you can't do different leg lengths in more styles, at least make the regular lengths fit closer to what is actually "regular" I've tried on so much clothing where the arms are too short or the torso too long or the crotch is oddly baggy, it's like they're designed by gray aliens with no concept of how actual human women look. Extra irritating when you realise how wasteful and bad for the planet fast fashion is, not to mention a humanitarian nightmare, and they can't even make things that fit.

I don't know how to act in public. Esp if I see someone I know, but only casually. Do I say hello or wave or nod like a normal person? Or do I stare awkwardly and then look away of they see me? Say something like "Hi-lo" or "How's it doing?" or "How ya going?" Yup, I'll go with the awkward stare.

I am sick and tired of myself. I hate everything, the way I act the way I look, the way my body is shaped. How I treat myself and others, how I let people use me and I just let it happen. But I know I am not a super good person either, I don't know I feel so stuck in my life. I don't know what to do with my life, I am just going along with whatever comes my way. Worst thing is that I can't even forget them, they live rent free in my head even if I try to forget, it's like their are ghosts haunting me.

I've lost 16 pounds. To keep it off and continue this path I need to keep a real work/life balance and stop trying to please everyone. it's really hard. Now that my son is in college, I don't want to bend over backward to make dinners every night that he will eat. If he doesn't like what I'm cooking he can make a sandwich, and if I don't feel like cooking because I'm not hungry, they can both feed themselves. The other night I wanted cauliflower for dinner. Just cauliflower. I let them eat frozen pizza and I just enjoyed my roasted cauliflower!