Ahhh, it was really GOOOD!!! LOL!
Notice the past tense there, Live!
Unfortunately, I'm eating like a pig since my mom's death.
I've gained and lost the same 5 pounds at least 6 times in the last month!
I know it's emotional eating; and I've got to get a hold of it.
But, as a colleague pointed out; having a piece of birthday cake is emotional eating too. I just don't eat that birthday cake for a month! LOL!
Going to the doc's today. I keep getting dizzy. The room spins and the whole nine yards. I got home this morning, and Trevor, his g/f and her two kids were here again. The house was a freaking PIG STY! Of course, she took off with the kids; leaving me and him with the mess. And I found a syringe....again...I'm so much more than done with this. And he knows it. I read him the riot act yesterday. And I will call her later and do the same. She has a lot of nerve...He actually tried to tell me if I hadn't have come home early, they would have had it cleaned up, and I wouldn't have seen the mess, so it wouldn't have made any difference....
I reminded him that my coming home has nothing to do with it at all. It's what he's doing to ME and MY HOME! And the total disrespect he is showing me. He heard me, but, for how long...As long as he's using, I want no part of him. And frankly, I just have no room for any of this anymore. Nothing changes if nothing changes.
Shalom!