What a rough week. I only worked out Thursday, with my trainer. I don't know that I ate exceptionally well or very poorly, but on Tuesday I weighed in and lost 4 pounds. That was the good part. On Wednesday I had a weird feeling all day - like I was getting sick, which I definitely didn't need ANYMORE of this year.

Around midnight Wednesday, I found out a friend I knew in high school had killed herself. Her sister called and told me, and I was heartbroken. On Thursday, the only thing that snapped me out of anything was going to the gym, and hanging out with one of my best guys. (You know who you are <3)

A lot of tears, little appetite, some sweating, and way too many hours of sleep caught up on, later... I am starting to feel okay.

Bright side - I had my first driving lesson today. I needed to get out of the house, so Stef took me to eat a good, vegetarian lunch (with delicious dark chocolate cake), see animals in a pet store, and then to a parking lot. I spent the last two days basically reading through the 1st four books in a series, and now that I'm finished, I have to face this grief.

Until tomorrow, I suppose. XO Thanks for reading.