I talked with my therapist today. First meeting since the wedding. She is still pushing in patient. I am 80% going by my own will. I was scared for P. He gets depressed, and I didn't want him to feel lonely.
So I asked one of his band mates if he would stay over a few nights while I am gone, I explained the situation. Not only was he willing to move in the whole time, but he also offered to pay rent.
What is there to worry about?
Oh yeah. Losing my control. That is a huge thing in my life. And I hat being unorganized, I hate that feeling of messy life. Ugh.
And another thing... I got on birth control today. P is such a worrier, he thinks I can be pregnant everytime we have intercourse. I was very much against it, but at least for a while he can shut up. It was pissing me off so bad.
I got the Depo shot. The lady was hesitant to give it to me when she found out I have dealt with my ED. Why? Weight gain.
I believe it's a crock of shit. I am not saying it will or won't happen. But does she realize she is talking to an anorectic? If I even think I am gaining weight, I moderate or change things. Silly.
I am at the Anberlin concert, bit feeling ultra sick and have a migraine. I love you all
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