Most days I don't care. I've gotten to that point. But today, when they brought in donuts and everyone collected around a nearby desk and people keep telling me to come get one because they consistently forget that pastries are made with flour........
I just really want one today. And almost ate one. Twice. But didn't. Haven't. Yesterday was awful. I was an emotional, stressed, anxious wreck. The new roommate moved in, she probably thinks I am a crazy person. Last night required assistance to get my heart to stop racing, I slept a long long time once that happened, and now I am just numb and needing something that is not healthy for me. Like a donut. Or some unwarranted affection. Something. If I can't get what I want in life right now, the least I deserve is to be wrapped up in glazed confection that will only make me sick for a day or two.
But I'm strong. Stronger than I want to be sometimes. I should maybe eat something though. Of substance.
Yesterday was awful. I want a donut dammit. So much that I will swear about it on my blog.