I've been depressed for a few weeks and I'd lost 10 lbs b/c I'd just forget to eat until 5-6 pm. IT was the onw bright spot in my bleak state. Then my shrink put me on Zyprexa on a prn status for a week and I gained the 10 lbs back AND got my period.
Being bipolar sucks. I just wish it would help me suck in my gut a little easier. Our joke is that my husband can have a fat and sane wife or a skinny crazy bitch wife. Thank Goddess he likes me cuddly.
You can be cuddly too. Matter of fact, I think I'd like to give you a hug someday just for your general wonderfulness.
I think that if we must be given bipolar disorder, we should get to choose one physical correction in exchange. Mine would be a permanent weight of 114 with a BMI of 20.
At this point, the only way that's going to happen is if I start sawing off limbs.
My husband couldn't care less what my weight is. He only feels bad about it because of how much it stresses me out.
I just really hate it when things happen without explanation. I didn't change a thing. I also sense that although I gained five pounds in two weeks, it will take six months of starvation to lose it. This body is so egregiously defective, I really deserve a new, and improved one. I'll order a new one with fresh brain for you, too, if you like.
I gained five pounds in two weeks for no apparent reason, and it's definitely not water weight. I am too traumatized to write.
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Aaahhh, shit.
I've been depressed for a few weeks and I'd lost 10 lbs b/c I'd just forget to eat until 5-6 pm. IT was the onw bright spot in my bleak state. Then my shrink put me on Zyprexa on a prn status for a week and I gained the 10 lbs back AND got my period.
Being bipolar sucks. I just wish it would help me suck in my gut a little easier. Our joke is that my husband can have a fat and sane wife or a skinny crazy bitch wife. Thank Goddess he likes me cuddly.
You can be cuddly too. Matter of fact, I think I'd like to give you a hug someday just for your general wonderfulness.
Hope you cheer up soon.
Smooch!
-sophie
I think that if we must be given bipolar disorder, we should get to choose one physical correction in exchange. Mine would be a permanent weight of 114 with a BMI of 20.
At this point, the only way that's going to happen is if I start sawing off limbs.
My husband couldn't care less what my weight is. He only feels bad about it because of how much it stresses me out.
I just really hate it when things happen without explanation. I didn't change a thing. I also sense that although I gained five pounds in two weeks, it will take six months of starvation to lose it. This body is so egregiously defective, I really deserve a new, and improved one. I'll order a new one with fresh brain for you, too, if you like.
Checking in, May.
I'd settle for a new brain if you've got the catalog handy.
How're you doing?
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