I lost a good friend today. I spent a good deal of time at his house, where the “feel good food” poured in. I survived that, abstinent but wounded. There was still part of me that wanted to fill the void made by the loss of a good friend with fried chicken. How insane is that? …But humans have been doing it for as long as they could keep a chicken in a pot.
I miss my friend!
I went to Judo class tonight, and I have gym in the morning. Aside from the emotional exhaustion (which is immense) I am physically exhausted too. Good night!