Posted by Dinah on May 1, 2004, at 9:48:09
Last night I was all set to hurt myself. The certainty had fallen. There was no real point in calling my therapist. I was just deciding on a method. And then WHAM! I fell asleep sitting in the rocker in my son's room. I didn't give Harry his pills, I didn't give myself my pills, or brush my teeth, or change out of my clothes. I stumbled to my bed and was out.
That isn't the first time that's happened since I promised my therapist to call him before I hurt myself.
I suppose I could blame it on the fact that I had eaten everything in sight that afternoon, but none of what I ate was high in carbs or sugar.
The body is such a weird thing, or the brain or whatever.
poster:Dinah
thread:342157
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