Hi both, thank you for writing on here. Yesterday was a busy day at work. They have asked me to see the freelance psychologist who occasionally comes in, but I have to say that I don't feel comfortable sharing personal information in my work setting, so the session was not as useful as it otherwise could have been.
My in-laws are here again and lovely as they are, it brings my food issues back in the foreground as I obviously cannot purge and/ or forego food as I normally would. Add to that the fact that my scales had run out of batteries and when I was finally able to weigh myself today I had gained 2lbs I am feeling very uncomfortable in my body right now.
I had a weak moment on Thursday and text him when I was once again full of a mixture of painkillers and alcohol, apologising for overstepping the mark, but when I woke up yesterday I thought that I don't need that, really. I don't know whether he did block me (he hadn't replied but wouldn't even if he hadn't blocked me), but he was a lot more amenable and relaxed around me yesterday. We will never be personal again; my barriers in that direction are firmly up, but I am watching with interest how he behaves now.
I am concentrating on friendships more now than ever. I have been in contact with an old boss of mine, who was a really nice person, and we will be going out for coffee in a few weeks' time, and I am also arranging meet-ups with a few former colleagues-turned-friends over the next few weeks. The nice thing is, I don't have to force any of those meet-ups, even if I have to initiate them, people are far more responsive than my guy had ever been.
I am still giving sertraline a chance, but will up the dosage to 100mg when this batch runs out; it has helped me a lot already, even if it doesn't always seem like it. I am also in two minds what to do about the codeine. Part of me wants to keep what I have left, which is still a very lethal dosage, just in case, another part wants to keep using it inappropriately until it runs out. But I am not suicidal anymore, merely back to self-harming in my many different ways. Progress I suppose?