Waiting for My Period…

I finally told my mom what has been going on. Although I was a little taken aback by her comment of, “That’s it?!,” it was nice to involve my mom. I spoke to my sister privately afterwards and spewed out all the poisonous thoughts about myself. It was so cathartic to speak with someone outside of all this – to hear how insane I sound to a third-party.

A few weeks ago, the tables were somewhat reversed with my sister and I. I was helping her sort through her problems and told her she was being too hard on herself. She said the same thing to me today and it allowed me to take a breath and let go just a bit.

Now, I am waiting for my period to arrive so we can start anew. I have a plan now, though. Brian and I are starting our detox diet (lots of vegetables, no McDonald’s) and I’m going to try to take everything in stride.

On a side note, I dreamt of washing my hair last night, over and over. I looked up what it meant:

Washing hair: Changing your attitude or the way you present yourself to others; altering the way you think about something or your viewpoint.

Today is hopefully the start of being healthier.