So, things are just... there.
In limbo, so to speak.
Not fixed, pretty broken.... just there.
Taking things a day at a time.
Out of all of this though, I have overcome an obsticle of mine that I've struggled with my whole life--emotional eating. It's actually been the opposite for me... I've had a hard time eating anything at all. I know, I know... I need to eat. I'll have a little bit, then I feel like my stomach is in knots & doesn't want anything else. I did manage to eat a few fries & a cheeseburger on the way home from picking Mike up from his accident. It was McDonald's... it's not the best. But it's the first cheeseburger I've had from McD's in over 5 months. And I hadn't eaten anything else the entire day. I had a couple pieces of pizza today, but I need to force something else down. So I'm not eating much, and what I eat isn't healthy, but I'm not stuffing my face. And that's the big hurdle.