...sorry, I didn't mean to disappear. I hate when I do that. So Hi! Anyone remember me?
I basically lost my shit again in August, though this time it was depression, not mania. Just wanted to die, and thus did nothing of great significance. I ate a lot. It's going slowly. I'm back to work and school, though I have to keep regular sleep hours. My doctor has me on a antipyscotic, which has a side effect of weight gain.
I've been eating normally or binging for a month, so my plan is to eat my way back down. 900 calories a day is my aim (or under) right now. In a week I'll reassess. I refuse to get on the scale again until Sunday. Tomorrow I join the gym and will go all 3 days of the week that I'm at university. Plus some other daily exercises. Once I get my bills caught up again, I'm going to look into some activity that gets me moving. I may do a 'learn to run' course, but that would involve my mom paying for some actual good runners. She did say she'd do that, but that was a month ago and I never got the money.