I can feel myself getting down again. I know why and I have to do something to kick myself out of it before I get into a downward spiral again. Junk food has been cut out and I’ve started running. My temper is far too quick and I’m snapping at everyone for the smallest thing. It’s my own fault.
I can’t get my brain to focus on one thing. My mind drifts and remembers. I thought running was meant to clear your mind. Not for me. Running seems to flood my mind with memories, I run though them but they never leave. I don’t know if I want them to leave. I don’t want to be consumed by them though.
I’ll try again tonight and see if another day makes a difference. I doubt it.