I LOVE my work area. The reception lobby in my building is spacious and bright and full of walls of windows on my left and right and above with the very nice skylight.

That certain 1% of the time that I have a splitting sinusy/migranish headache all morning and stayed in my dark room under the covers and got into work at 12:00?

THE BRIGHT LIGHTS SUCK.

Suck. Suck. Suck. SUCK.

Coffee in one hand. Peppermint oil in the other (for my forehead) Sinus medicine and Advil.

And my head still hurts. Wah.

Sound anything like me? Sigh…Last night I was quite depressed (been struggling the last few weeks, again, although secretly as high functioning personalities do) not just clinically but well, thinking about last year. Pain. Very painful. And I have been eating like crap, pretty much pasta only and chocolate ***dingdingding***(I need to go shopping) So I napped when I got home. And then woke up miserable and ate pasta and cried and cried and cried. (PMS) And then had trouble falling asleep this morning. And I woke up with headache from hell.

And this came from my DAILY YOGA JOURNAL EMAIL

The purpose of yoga is to know thyself. If thyself is having a moment of shimmering depression, take a look at it. Then let it go.

I agree. Gone. Bye-Bye.

I’m going cold turkey. And practicing the simple things.

1. Eat healthy/take vitamins/cut out alcohol and caffeine
2. Exercise (Giselle and Jen go to the GYM part one! 😉
3. Journal (release crap emotions)-also called Morning Pages which I have been ignoring.
4. Detox body from meds
5. Establish sleeping routine

I know I say this all the time, and I do ok, and then slip. And start with good intentions and quit. But…this time I have a wonderful partner in crime who also wants to live a more holistic healthy lifestyle…quite inspiring. I want to eat healthy when we are together and go for walks and hikes and do yoga. I want a routine. I want to spend my alone time together…strange feeling really. I crave my alone time. I love being able to read at whim or sleep or cry or dance or sing or write. And I find that I can do this still, with Mark. Crazy, I know. But I am better with him. And I really, really am looking forward to starting that day-day life together…sooner than later.

Be it in Buffalo or Rochester. Or China. I have found a person who makes me want to be the best Jen I can be, not for him, but for me. And us. So hopefully? This time I can be more successful.