Thanks glam, now that's actually interesting. I've tracked calories, activities, you name it - but not mood. So when I think about that, it's actually not a surprise that my face landed in a plate of cake. An old friend of mine came to town, and I was nervous about seeing her for a couple days. Don't get me wrong, she's a wonderful friend. However... she's smarter than me, prettier than me, skinnier, more successful, makes more money... ugh, that's my old low self-esteem rearing it's nasty head again. No wonder! I have such a hard time not comparing myself to other people; and surprise surprise, I always find myself lacking in comparison. No wonder. (three pieces... one of them for breakfast yesterday...) Ohhhh... blehhh.
I cannot complain for not receiving from others, that which I've never asked them for.
