Diary #20081031

Stress is a very daring substance. It makes me feel uneasy the whole day...

I think I'm experiencing eating disorder... yet to call it Bulimia nervosa. And am having anxiety disorder which also yet to be called Generalized anxiety disorder (GAD).

I want to do my best in all areas but I can't make all things at their best. At least, I have to sacrifice one of them...

I was having 3 nights of troubled sleeping and excessively eating my dinner + supper. I woke up during sleep to go to toilet at least 2 times per night. I needed some rest... a longer rest than just a day of holiday.

I need to leave the place I'm in now and find a new living mind. My brain is getting old, it doesn't function like I know it used to be.