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I recognize that while my treatment regulates a lot of my mental issues, some stubborn ones persist. I still watch myself go through cycles of intense determination and apathy. I feel like I'm fighting my way out of the apathy pit right now, but it is a struggle. I think last night was a make or break point, and luckily everything went well. First, I went to ww after work scared to get on the scale, because I didn't have a great week, foodwise. But I was down 2.4 pounds. I know I kind of got away with something, and I'm not letting this be a reason to get lazy. That was a welcome burst of encouragement when I was kind of hating myself for not working hard enough.

I had a therapy session after that and just did some really good processing. She let my session run over by a half hour because her Neff appt canceled and we were on a roll. So overall, it was a great evening and I came out of the day with a far lower level of self-loathing.

I have about half of a mostly chill workday to get through before my weekend begins. This will be my first total day off at home in a really long time. I'm more than ready.