OK, managed dinner even if I had zero appetite. Back in the days when my ED was so bad, I would have been so happy for that (because the truth was I was always hungry, no matter what I weighed, probably caused by excessive exercise).

It's the stupid anxiety and the not knowing what the future holds jobwise for my husband. Maybe one day possibly for me. But not right now. I'm too close to needing a psych hospital just staying home that I definitely should not take a job at this point. I haven't been so low in a long, long time. It is beyond stressful. Why do we have so much bad luck? It's not fair

And now to shell out more money...my daughter lost a tooth while we were eating.

I am not sleeping great although 5-6 hr./night is good by bipolar means, I suppose. I just feel so drained and done. I have been very depressed lately though managed to get through today without a breakdown. Maybe that was just all the chores I had to do.

One of these days, I'll perk up and start replying to other people's posts again, I hope.