Cry about it.

I'm starting to think a good cry is the best form of therapy. I had a mini breakdown tonight and it was absolutely wonderful. I feel like an idiot, because I was crying to a cat (I love that cat) and a little to Brian, but I feel a million times better. That 10-15 minutes was so worth it. I actually feel a little more motivated (although, its midnight). But, this is the first time in two days where I didn't feel like I needed to stuff my face to make myself feel better. I'm hopeful tomorrow will be a better day. Less food, more motivation, back to my normal self. Actually, before tomorrow, I'm hoping for some real sleep tonight. That would be wonderful!!