today

Feel okay so far. Sleeping better. Not waking up so much. Still not eating well, but that's because of my wisdom teeth being taken out. 109 lbs. this morning. Haven't eaten anything yet today, but I know I should. Just don't have much desire to.

Sent out another application today. Takes about an hour and a half to get everything in order, you know, tailoring each resume, each letter of interest, etc. Someone has got to get me out of the library because I don't think I can stand being in the same building with whatsisname. Starting to hate him. Is that supposed to be part of recovery? Therapist says to allow one week for every month we were together, for grieving purposes. That's about two months worth of grieving. I seriously don't want to do that. It's just easier to be pissed off and hating him.

Even though letting go is supposed to be the healthy thing, the right thing, I'm more comfortable being a bitch about it. Man, it takes a lot of work being a nice person.