No appetite due to godawful mood.
Why do I let other people's actions determine how I feel?
Don't care to wonder any longer.
At least I didnt let the smell of McDonald's wafting through my car window tempt me to buy my "usual" there.
My OWN therapy is working.
I almost walked inside Target, since it's across the street, to buy tissue and razors.
Awesome.
I'm learning.
There's one thing I'm improving on.
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