It didn't start out that way. It started out fine. But, somewhere along the way, it took a dark turn.
That family trouble I told you about the other day? It got a little yuckier today and I think that was when I turned down the broken road. My dog ate all the cookies I had made to make me feel better.
I should be grateful, right? But instead it made me really, really ANGRY.
I did not drink my water. I think I got three glasses in today.
Food feelings? First, strangley (the family stuff triggered ... ) FEAR, then I felt APATATHETIC, and now I just feel ANGRY.
