Touched

Okay, so my highlight of the weekend was definitely receiving the package from LUNA. My dad texted me and was purposely being deceitful telling me I got a "small" box. I figured they sent me a bar or two as a sample. To my surprise, I got home and opened a medium-sized box that had a box of my favorite flavor( peanut honey pretzel) about 5 bars that were various flavors, a hat, a tote bag, and a handwritten note that basically said thanks for the Facebook comment and that they wished me luck in my recovery. I was so touched and happy. It gave me faith in humanity that there ARE good people out there. It just meant so much to me that a woman I don't even know was touched by my comment, and wanted to send me something. Props, LUNA. You're a wonderful company and I will continue to support you! I don't know what I will do when I run out of (free) Luna Bars. I have gotten used to eating 2 or 3 in a day. Sad, huh? When I said it was one food I felt good about eating, I meant it.

Speaking of eating, I have not binged or purged in...a week? Yay! I am trying to keep my eating under control. Body image is still a huge struggle, but I expect that. I get annoyed because sometimes my parents will be like you're 23, we can't make you eat, but sometimes(like today) they will want to know what I've eaten. Today, before work, my mom came to my room and asked if I wanted anything to eat. I said no, I had a luna bar and was going to eat after work. She said that that was not enough and seemed mad and stomped away. It was my dad's 60th yesterday so we bought chocolate pie. My mom just cut me a piece today as I mentally panicked. I told her cut it small and she kind of rolled her eyes. If I know I can't purge or binge and purge, it's really hard for me to eat "unsafe" foods. I am glad I went to the gym earlier. I have been using a calculator on my iPhone to keep track of my food intake. I know my parents look out for my best interest, but sometimes they overreact. Another good example of this is wanting to donate plasma. I have an appointment tomorrow to do so( and I better get paid), and my parents freaked when they found out. We aren't even telling my dad I am actually going through with it because he worries too much. He told me drug addicts do that and seemed mad when I mentioned it the other night. My mom says they worry because they're parents, but I am guessing this has something to do with my status as eating-disorder patient. I asked my doctor and she said it was safe as long as I drank fluids, but it still didn't seem to reassure my mom. I will see how it goes. If anything bad happens, I won't go again. Really I just was interested in getting money for plasma because I am broke, and possibly start donating blood to earn points for gift cards. Poor college student has definitely reached a new level.

I worked today and didn't do much else. Ate dinner with my mom and went to Sheetz with Laura. I had a good day overall. I caught up on some homework but still feel like I am not caught up. I have no idea how people that take more than 4 classes do it; I have never been able to successfully do so while at Pitt.

I am going to go to bed now. I want to get up semi-early (and by semi- early I mean by 1130...haha) and go to the gym before blood appointment.

Then, I think my mom and I are going to see my grandma and have dinner. And I am getting coffee at night. I love not having class Mondays and Fridays:) I do enjoy having somewhere to be Tues-Thurs, though because otherwise I would be incredibly bored. My 8 hr ON work week is pretty taxing...haha. Sarcasm.

Night!