Lately it has been harder and harder for me to get up and get through the day. I considered writing to Jared to ask him what do you do when you just "can't" fight. I somehow manage to get up and slip on one of my keep fighting shirts and drag myself through the day. Lately I realized I accidentally started skipping meals again. I went from 120 (where my inner demon kept taunting me telling me I was getting pretty fat) down to 103 in 2 weeks. For the first time since I was a teenager I was scared. I looked nearly dead and kept having waves of fatigue and black outs from lack of nourishment. I am doing better but clearly I am in need of sunshine and maybe cookies, lol.
