The bad news is I was wrong about using today to regain my strength because I binged again this evening. It's raining and I'm home alone watching Jaws and studying. The good news is I know absolutely why the behaviors have gotten so out of control the past few days. I've been forgetting to take my antidepressants again. This happens EVERY SINGLE FREAKING time. I haven't been skipping doses on purpose I swear. It's just that up until four days ago things had been going really well and I guess I just sort of... figured it wouldn't hurt if I missed a few days.
Oh man I'm such an idiot!
The shark in this movie really seems to have quite a personal vendetta against seemingly innocent people- especially little kids on floaty rafts. What's that about?