Then again, now is the time.
I give up.
I do need a little pill after all.
I probably needed a little pill when I wrote that I did not, even as I saw better results with weight loss and blood glucose control.
Staying strong to show my skill set at work day after day is draining, draining enough to come home most nights only to break down, to cry, to write sad and pathetic blog posts.
I should be okay again soon, because as it turns out, I can try another little pill that may not make me feed the emotions.
I start again tomorrow.