I had that stupid voc rehab class this afternoon. I feel so pissed off and out of control! There's going to be too many people from that organization in control of my life, making decisions for me, telling me what to do, when and how. One thing I learned today is that they already held the staffing on me--WITHOUT ME! Gee, the others in class attended theirs, or were invited to. I was told mine had to be rescheduled. So then they go ahead and do it without me when they do! This is getting to be too much. I wrote a short note to my T and dropped it off telling him exactly what my mood is at the moment regarding my eating attitudes and behaviors--I would love to do some major damage! The more bone I see, the better, and the faster the better. I don't know what I could accomplish with my current living situation, but think it could be fun to try. It feels like doing this and dropping so much weight so fast will be like telling them, "I'll show you!" Not that it would really accomplish anything, I know. I doubt anything major will come of this, but this is how I feel at this moment. Things will likely change as I calm down. I'm sure it will be soon. I think that I am more wishing than doing anything right now. I'm too afraid to want to eat right now because it will be calories and that won't accomplish the purpose of this mood. Does a mood have a purpose?! Wish I had my T appointment tomorrow instead of that stupid class again.