I like how some things can be resolved and when they are, something else rises to take its place. I admitted to my mother last week that I've developed a habit of eating exceptionally unhealthy when I'm upset.

Not because I'm hungry. Just because I don't know how else to handle my feelings even after discussing them thoroughly. Case in point, I've eaten four ounces of cream cheese in the last two days.

So today after breakfast with Grandpapa, my mother looks at me and says, 'You know what would help cheer you up? Those Canadian pink mints." Which said mints are some of my favourite guilty pleasures.

So we go to the organic food store where containers of blackberries are $1.50 a piece. And basically everything I look at resulted in Mum asking me if I want it.

She is good to me and for me, but even she cannot resolve everything for me and I think she understands that, but still wants to try.

I told her today that provided this situation I'm in doesn't end up in absolute shambles, that I may enroll myself in some therapy, though I'm skeptical about that.

She told me that therapy does not work on everyone, so I shouldn't feel bad about my previous years in therapy not affecting me in beneficial ways etc etc.

I have been super emotional in the last couple of weeks or so, which is in part to shark week upcoming and I know that, but it's worse than it normally is and I assume that is my stress level.

I watched about six different movies yesterday and cried at each one. And they weren't even romantic things. I think I'm just messed up. Our I feel like I'm messed up? But I just keep trying to truck along.

Anyroad, that's about where I am with things. Emotional for what I feel is not a good reason, stressing over things that deserve my stress, and doing that whole reminder that other people have it worse, so I

should probably try to tone it down a little.