Holy cow, I wrote you this really long response last night and it's not here! I reviewed it and everything...what the heck? User stupidity, I'm sure, but man, that is so weird...did you get an email or see it? I cracked some really good funnies, too, if I do say so myself.
Well...hm...I'm very glad you went to your doctor. I hope you also find a therapist...I do think you should tell your wife...in a kind of FYI manner, just so she knows. Honest communication is essential on the road to recovery...you know, tell her, and if she rolls her eyes or flips out, hey, that's her problem, not yours. Ler her flip, and then move on. But at least she knows.
I got a new dog yesterday and the H flipped out on me. We (the new dog and I) slept in the living room last night. Just thought I'd share.
I rambling hoping my rapier like humor would re-emerge just so I could at least put a smile on your face....but I don't think I'm on tonight. Sorry.
However, you have made the very first step in working on yourself and I think that is amazingly fantastic. Have you had a chance to read any of that book yet (I'm going to NAG about this, you know). Like I said to Sooner, the journey of a 1,000 miles begins with the first step...and you are now on your way.
Take the second one now. What's it going to be? I personally think that shutting your eyes and stabbing at a name in the yellow pages was a particularly brilliant suggestion...just make sure to read the fine print...you don't want to see someone who specializes in eating disorders.
Or, another fine idea I believe someone brought up was an exercise program...at least walk around the block or something. Just get out of the house and do it for you. Ride a bike, take a jog, hell, jazzercise isn't all that bad...just something..
Oh, yes, and funny movies. Go rent some funny movies. Put that one on your to do list. Laughter is an incredible balm for the soul.
All right, I'm outta here. I think I made my point yet again.
