and I don't feel one bit better.

Funny thing about comfort foods...they aren't actually all that comforting.

I've definitely hit the wall on this whole journey to health and fitness. Actually, I think I've hit the wall in general in life. I can't shake my own depression. I can't drum up any motivation, or energy, or even hope. Sigh.

On March 30 of this year, I gave birth to my second child. Exactly one month later, my DH lost his job. So here we are with medical bills on top of normal basic living expenses, and limited means to pay for any of it.

I hear exercise is a natural "upper" and heaven knows I need a boost right now. But I can't seem to get moving. I just want to sleep. And apparently eat chocolate chip cookies.

I don't want to whine; I know lots of people are in the same boat right now. But life seems so hard at the moment, and I am just struggling. Sorry for venting, but there it is.