How come I avoid what I know is good for me, might get me back on track, when I’m not doing good?? It truly doesn’t make sense to me. I can’t remember the last time I logged on here which is crazy. When I’m having a bad day, I can read stuff that others have written, and often times turn myself around. Nope, not when I decide to go off the emotional cliff. No one is gunna stop me!! Ironically, my last post on here was about getting scared cuz things were going well. I guess I fixed that!!
I have been stressed. Very stressed. I feel like I’m in a pressure cooker and caving under the strain. I will set goals for myself, thinking I can get myself back on track. As quickly as I set them, I do the exact opposite. I’ve gained 2 lbs which isn’t even the worst part. It is that I feel completely out of control is the worst part. No matter what kind of pep talk I give myself, I still jump off the cliff. I’ve been eating out more than in, skipping breakfast, drinking soda again, haven’t done any worth while exercise, haven’t done anything to maintain my mental peace. I would call it severe depression, but I don’t really feel sad.
Honestly, I’m just not coping with stress right now. And there is plenty to not be coping with! My boss told me to find daycare for my son. He has been going to work with me since I’ve been back. He had told me that he could come with me until he was crawling, or sooner if it wasn’t working out. We both agreed to this, but he is retiring and he told me that the deal has changed. Now, this doesn’t sound like a huge deal, but he is breastfed, and doesn’t take a bottle or pacifier. He refuses both. It is going to make him miserable to go to daycare, and I’m not sure I can do that to him. I was just about ready to decide to quit my job, and stay home with him for awhile. Then the bottom fell out.
Hubby is having hernia surgery at the end of the month. He will be off of work for 4-6 wks unpaid. Now, I’m not sure if the rest of you have a completely disposable income in your budget, but we don’t. Especially his. He makes the majority of the money in our household. Ick. Bad timing, but when is it ever good timing?
So, I can’t quit, and I can’t stay. I don’t know what the answer is. Yesterday, I decided that maybe I would approach my boss about putting my son in daycare in the afternoons for a month and still have him in the mornings. Less time away from me, and give him time to adjust. Also let him get a little older and start eating solids. I suppose it is an option, but I know he is going to be miserable. That doesn’t even touch the problem of trying to pay the added expense of daycare with half the money. Not good. Not a good combination at all for stress management.
In the meantime, I keep eating m&m’s and fast food and soda. Getting more and more stressed because then I don’t feel good either. The bad thing is it doesn’t FIX anything!! I know this, but my emotional eater is fighting me. I’m losing the battle right now, and I hate that. I’ve been winning. I’ve come through a lot of stuff since the beginning, and I’ve still been winning. Now, not so much.
I think I’m going to try Rae’s approach. I think she is seeing what I need to see too. I need to take care of me and love me first. For the time being, I’m not going to focus on the weight. It isn’t working right now. I need to focus on quitting the self destruction I’m doing right now with my bad mental state. It’s going to all be about me for awhile. I need a lil lovin’.