My appetite has slowly returned. Thanks to Fluoxetine, which doc prescribed for my panic attacks, I've lost 2 kgs in the space of 1 week. Nonetheless, I feel no urge to binge anymore. Wonder what I'm going to do with all the twisties, Mamee and other junk food that I've bought. Was watching One Punch Man yesterday and I realised today that I didn't bite my fingernails yesterday despite not munching on anything while I watched TV. Now that's a first, and a good first.
According to the doctor, I'll feel mood improvements after a month (though not as though I really need that I think). It's only been 2 weeks. I feel strangely filled with energy even though I'm still slowly recovering from my bout of cough and fever. I'm not even sure if I'm feeling this way because of Fluoxetine or because I'm about to see my sweet boy in 3 weeks. Everything seems to feel strangely nostalgic to me too when I walk down the streets.. Like a bittersweet kind of feeling that makes me feel like crying. Maybe I'm getting a bit over-sensitive.
Anyway, I'm really excited. One month with Jamie! Woohoo! I have a bad feeling that his Christmas pressies will not arrive on time though =/ Received email notice that one of it is still in the process of being made.
I can't wait to go to Switzerland next year (probably June to December) too! I want to see Autumn! Jamie showed me his Go Pro videos of him cycling and the scenery looked breathtaking. I really really want to experience all the seasons with him.
I'm in the mood to write lately. I should be doing more sewing, but it feels like the ideas in my head tend to be more musical or literary these days. Taking a break from all the drawing and painting which I've overdosed on during art camp.