It's been 28 days, actually 29, but who's counting? So, this could be the end or it could be the beginning. I've decided I want it to be the beginning.
First, I need to evaluate if and how my life is different; worse or better. So, here goes: 1st-I still can't fall asleep at night; 2nd-I know I have more energy than I've had in at least four years; 3rd-I'm running, something I thought I wouldn't do again; 4th-Bouts of severe hopelessness have decreased at least 50%; 5th-I'm feeling a little better about having a photo taken; 6th-I stuck to a goal; 7th-I'm still alive despite the lack of milk products and meat; 8th-I've discovered water again; 9th-My clothes are getting loose; and 10th-I pulled out two pairs of pants from my plastic containers under the stairs and..............(dramatic pause).............they fit!
So, it won't hurt my feelings if any body that happened upon this blog and read it, stops. I think, at least for a little while, I'll continue to record my thoughts, successes, failures and whatever nonsensical ramblings enter my brain. That way I can look back and reread my history with the hopes that I'll avoid making the same mistakes as in the past.