Feeling Blue

So this is not going to be my most uplifting post ever. If you're not in a mood for my negativity today, please find someone else's blog to read. I am tired, and cranky, and I want to scream and throw things.

I am sick of feeling tired, and sick of taking 16 pills a day, and sick of being too tired to breathe after a walk around the neighborhood. I am sick of the Navy taking my husband 2 or 3 nights a week, and sick of not knowing when they're going to make us pack up and move again, and sick of not having friends or family around to give me a hug. I am sick of feeling like I have no control over my life, like I want to crawl under my covers and cry for a month.

I've been doing Weight Watchers for about 6 weeks now, but for the last two weeks, I haven't lost any weight - if anything, I've gained a pound or so. And this is depressing me. I know that weight loss is a journey and all that, but I've been following the rules, and therefore I should be losing weight! I like Weight Watchers because I like rules. I like the idea of everyone playing by the rules - but I don't like the fact that I've been playing by the rules and it's not working anymore.

So I apologize for the depressing post. Hopefully I'll be a little more upbeat next time.