Anyway, this is when living alone suddenly seems like an absurd idea. I can't cut anything, I can't open things, I can't carry more than one shopping bag. Today I ate a packet of crisps and a tin of soup because preparing food was just too overwhelming a prospect when it took me half an hour to get dressed. Not that people haven't been helpful, it's just at the end of the day, I'm by myself.
It has taken so long to type this, so, not sure I'll be checking in as much as I'd like and I'm also not really focused on my eating habits now. I imagine I'll be eating thing I can easily get out of packets and not burn myself on. Hopefully I'll have calmed down in a few days and I'll be able to concentrate on getting back into my life. After all, life really is short and one stupid mistake can change everything and I don't want to waste mine avoiding doing things because of my weight.
There are a lot of 'and's' in this.