I must confess….
Today is Tuesday and I’m back at work. On Friday morning, I received a phone call at 7:o0am from a family member; I couldn’t believe what I was hearing…..”Chris is dead, Chris died last night”…..”WHAT”….”WHAT”….that’s all I could keep saying….Chris was my 32 y.o. cousin, we are a tight family and I knew of his struggles with substance abuse, but I never in a million years expected to get that call……he died from a drug overdose (accidental) of heroin. A girl he knew turned him onto it a little less than a year ago….so since Friday, I have struggled tremendously with my emotions and with death and funerals (Italian Catholic at that) comes much food….I let myself go, I ate whatever and however much I wanted and didn’t stop to even think about what I was doing until last night, as I was driving home to my house, feeling so bloated and totally disgusted with myself….I’m on a team, and not only have a I let myself down, I may have let my team down, I have a few days to get back on track and try to make my team proud before weigh in….but it’s hard emotionally to get motivated right now, I’m both physically and emotionally exhausted and I just want to keep turning to food for my comfort, but that’s not healthy, and I know it…..so I’m at least blogging about it now, to get it out of my head and heart and to make it public to some degree so I stay true to myself and find my way again…..thank you for listening, have a great rest of the week…and…..GO GRIZZLIES!!! ![]()
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