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I am grateful that the insight from yesterday, that I need to set a new baseline from the one my parents gifted me with, that of feeling badly about myself all the time, is one that I can change and challenge. It has meant today was a tad easier.
I'm grateful that there were vegetarian refried beans, tostado shells, fresh tomatoes, avocados, jack cheese and my favorite hot sauce (El Pato) in my kitchen so I could make a half dozen tostado's and sit on the sofa watching some mindless show on Hulu as I pigged out and drank a Mexican Coke that I had hidden since my wife is a sugar Nazi. Phew! Oh and then I downed a good amount of Pepto. That'll teach me. But it was fun while it lasted!
I am grateful that I calmed myself down from awaking from panic attacks. That I challenged my shame. That I went and did some exercise. That I ran an errand and that I did some cleaning up. Just a little bit.