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I'm 120.5lbs today. Wish it was lower. I have lowered my daily calorie limit from 1000 to 900, so I  hope that has some effect. I hope by April 15th to lower it to 800, I'm much more comfortable at 800. Today I may buy an exercise bike (it's the floor model on clearance for $125) I just have to justify it taking up space in my tiny little apartment. I would just put it beside my bed. I think I'm going to go for it.

Nothing else new to report. So here is some thinspo for the day.

Fatty McFatterson

If the title of this post tell you anything it should be that I feel fat today. I've eaten horridly the past two days. I need to get back in control. I will do that today. I'm not giving up my goal for April 15th being 6lbs down. It's going to happen. It has to happen.

I think the seroquel is making it hard for me to get the energy I need to exercise. Still. So today I'm going out to buy a mini stepper of some sort so I can get some exercise while still in the house. Plus today I'm starting the two hundred sit up challenge (http://www.twohundredsitups.com/) to help improve my core strength. It gives me a plan to follow which I shouldn't fuck up too bad.

I have no real other news. My psych nurse met my partner yesterday, I thought she would want to talk to him once she saw that he was waiting for me in the waiting room. I got an assignment to write out a list of my accomplishments. That is going to be hard, I fail at everything.

I have decided to give the scale a break

I was back up 3lbs this am. No idea why. I have successfully upped my water intake for today, and aiming to do even better tomorrow (I've had 6 glasses so far today, I hope to hit 8). This yo-yo on the scale is driving me batty. So I hope to not look at it until sunday and hopefully it will be down. I'm hoping drinking more water will push through sodium and other things that seem to be causing me to retain water.

I feel like I got shit done today. I made play dough at work (my hands are stained blue, red, and purple from it), and came home and cleared out the front yards' flower beds and cut down a dying cypress tree that I've been itching to get rid of since he bought the house. It was unseasonably warm here today (26C) and I think I may have gotten a bit of a sunburn since I was outside with the kids at work for an hour and a half plus the gardening. I don't tan, I burn, then return to my pasty whiteness.

Back in the game

It was water weight. I'm back to 121lbs, grah, I still hate water weight. I actually need to drink more water (most days all I drink is diet Pepsi, bad I know) but I actually hate the taste and weight of water in my stomach. It literally causes my stomach to hurt. I've been trying to drink more this month but alas it hasn't really been happening. From today on I'm going to try to have 4 glasses of water a day until it becomes second nature and I will up that amount from then.

I had therapy today, spent most of it crying about how the people at community mental health make it seem like my personality is the reason behind why I'm miserable, when in reality what actually bothers me is the psychosis and delusions. I don't care if other people think I'm a bitch, or that I'm moody, I'm okay with that. I'm not okay with the insane crazy that I can get to at times.

I'm back to the doctor tomorrow to discuss the seroquel, so far I've only hallucinated once since I started on it (I though I was seeing cats, nothing scary) though it has made me irritable. And I'm irritable at the best of times, so to make me more irritable, I kinda pity my family. I hope it's just me adjusting to the medication and nothing else to serious. Also I haven't noticed any weight gain yet, but I still need to be careful because it has made me pretty tiered.

Oh on a good note I made peanut butter cookies last night for my Dad, and I haven't binged my face off on them. I actually worked out the calories for each one (135 ) which, I believe, is keeping me from shoving them all down my gullet. That and Dad really likes them (we typically buy 3 pb cookies from a vegan baker when we go to the farmers market, this week I told him I'd make some) and I don't want to eat them all on him.

I hate days like this

Days where I somehow manage to weigh 5lbs more than the day before. Logically I know it's water weight, it's not real, and it won't last but it just makes the day kinda suck. Like really really kinda suck.

I also got up earlier today than I have been (typically I wake up at noon now because of the seroquel) but I was up at around 930. Still haven't had anything to eat. I guess the 5lbs has made me reluctant to actually consume anything, though I know I should eat something to keep me from binging tonight. I just really really don't want to.

I have appointments all this week, other than today, and I was going to go get a police record check/pick up my paycheck that I forgot at work on Friday, and they just called me asking if I wanted to work this afternoon which would be great for me but I can't do anything as I'm waiting for a guy to show up to do something to the security alarm system. The rest of this week I have commitments, I wish I just told my Dad he should have taken this afternoon off as I have stuff I want/need to do. Oh well, can't do anything about it now.

I'm also going to paint the half-bath today, I was suppose to do it last summer but we didn't have wood filler or sandpaper so I could prep it properly and Dad never got around to getting it until the other day. I like painting walls and home decoration, I'm quite good at it. Plus Dad is going to pay me. I did the wainscoting in the kitchen last summer, though it was so dry and put up by the last people who owned this house who didn't fill in the nails that I told Dad that I'm going to fill in all the nail holes and give it a final coat of paint (This would make it 4 coats). And eventually do the main bathroom, the living room (have to take down wallpaper first and it looks like the walls are in bad shape), his bedroom, and my bedroom. That should keep me from feeling completely stir crazy. And burn some extra calories as well.

Time to focus

As I kinda can. I'm still really sleepy from the seroquel but not as bad as the first day. All I can say is for the 3 days I have taken it I haven't hallucinated. It's probably more of a placebo effect as it is way to early for it to effectively be working, and my hallucinations have been every other day maybe once or twice a day at most lately.

I decided that I want to be 115lbs for April 15th. That is 6lbs. Totally sensible and doable, if I keep my binging under control. Which I will. I've been eating kinda crapily too from being so tiered from my medications, but that will be changing as well. Going to start walking everyday (probably going to go do one once this post is over). I can do it. I must do it. If I do it it gives me 2 months to loose the other 5lbs I want to be down before my trip to Texas. I can't fail this time.

I'm thinking of buying myself a new swim suit to help motivate me to really work on my core. My stomach is so big because my core muscles are so weak. If I tighten them and loose some fat I may start to stop hating it so fucking much.

New Pills!

I'm off Abilify and on Seroquel. Great, a pill that makes one exhausted and causes weight gain. Why am I doing this anyways?

On a weight related note I've been sitting at 120lbs for days, and my period is due sometime this week (I would technically say two days ago). Trying not to freak out as I took my BC pills right, my body is still messed up from the overdose and I was off the pills for a month before I started taking them again. I think it may start tonight, as I'm going to will it to do so.

I'm still kinda out of it, I've been reading blogs but can't think of anything to say. I'm going to try to be a bit more interactive in the next few days, if the seroquel allows it.