Today I've done "well" I've not eaten anything. I've had 3 cups of coffee and a cup-a-soup. I've walked. And I don't feel particularly depressed but...I haven't done anything with my day and I'm exhausted.
I don't really know what to write. I just feel a bit blank. I called my mum, I've been doing that a lot recently. I have to try really hard not to hang up with those little lies I've been telling for years "just going to have dinner now" etc. I need to be honest with her otherwise she won't understand that when I get home I can't just go and eat out or eat dinner or well, eat.
Tomorrow I'm hoping to have more energy and do some more work.