Diary entry: 25th February
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I feel terribly alone. Barry has gone back to London after enduring lunch with me, and with no Hannah or Nikky here for comfort, I'm a bit lost. I know what I have to do but somehow trying to fill the time until you have to eat again is not easy without having someone to help take your mind off it. The Clinutren is getting harder and harder to swallow. I know it's the dreaded weigh-in tomorrow, and I am also going to see Nicky Boughton so I guess it is hardly surprising that I'm a bit wound up.
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Lunch is a bit angst-ridden. When I know I am under scrutiny, behaviours try to creep in. Come back Hannah - all is forgiven!
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I tried to keep calm (I've bought shares in Rescue Remedy). I'm, trying to get back to eating normally, part of which is being able to have lunch together. Life appears on hold rather than moving forward (albeit at a snail's pace) and getting over this. Unfortunately this rather painful and unpalatable process has to be endured.
.
I feel terribly alone. Barry has gone back to London after enduring lunch with me, and with no Hannah or Nikky here for comfort, I'm a bit lost. I know what I have to do but somehow trying to fill the time until you have to eat again is not easy without having someone to help take your mind off it. The Clinutren is getting harder and harder to swallow. I know it's the dreaded weigh-in tomorrow, and I am also going to see Nicky Boughton so I guess it is hardly surprising that I'm a bit wound up.
.
Lunch is a bit angst-ridden. When I know I am under scrutiny, behaviours try to creep in. Come back Hannah - all is forgiven!
.
I tried to keep calm (I've bought shares in Rescue Remedy). I'm, trying to get back to eating normally, part of which is being able to have lunch together. Life appears on hold rather than moving forward (albeit at a snail's pace) and getting over this. Unfortunately this rather painful and unpalatable process has to be endured.
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