Throwing stones

I'm listening to "Let's Dance" by David Bowie and smoking a little. My therapist says I should find "new coping mechanisms". I've been meaning to tell you about all that.The other day she asked how the past week had gone for me. I took a breath and recalled the binging and purging. It stuck out in my mind; I thought, "just admit it, just say it". I didn't though. I couldn't bring myself to discuss these food "problems" with her. So instead I spoke about how feeling rejected by men is making me depressed.

I think it will help in the long run. I need to keep at it if I want to feel better. 

I have an overdue library book. I have not been reading nearly as much. Reading was always that thing I did, the thing I could turn to in times of stress. I just don't read as much these days. Part of depression is losing interest in things once loved. I suppose reading could be my new "mechanism for coping". New but old. I'd rather start something different. Something new and fun and exciting.

Well I've got to get up off my ass and move. Think thin.

<3 Sar