I try not to say a whole lot, but I sometimes battle depression.  Like being shy in real life, it’s just part of who I am sometimes.

Needless to say, the whole situation with work has hit me pretty hard.  Living with family for 2 years doesn’t help.  I think the constant stress is wearing on me.  I do know that I have regained the 50 pounds I fought so hard to lose 3 years ago.  Tonight, I’m fighting back tears as I sit here typing.

I know part of how to deal with it, it’s been an off and on battle for years.  The first thing I need to do is cut out sugar.  I don’t mean just a little, I mean I have to cut it all out.

Then I need to start walking on the treadmill again, 20 – 30 minutes a day, pushing myself to do intervals.

The food part is going to be hard over the next week.  The exercise, not so hard, just I’m going to end up having a case of the ‘I don’t wannas’ for quite awhile at first.

Right now it looks bleak.  I’m trying to hard to remember that depression lies.  We will eventually get into our house.  The work situation will eventually work itself out.  All is not hopeless.  All is not lost.

It just feels that way tonight.