Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I'm a bit sad and overwhelmed by the events in Boston yesterday. I took the bus to Boston to visit a friend yesterday afternoon. I arrived after the explosion. I knew little about what happened. I saw police standing outside the train stations. The streets were quieter than usual. It was almost eerie. When I got home late last night, I read the news. It's shocking. I feel numb inside. My stomach is in knots.
I hope to go to the gym later today and work out these feelings. I'm watched "My 600 lb Life - Melissa" on my computer. It's hard to relate to her problems. I was given so much emotional abuse for being what my family, doctors and associates (classsmates, coworkers) saw as fat. I had only been a little overweight those years if at all. It's hard to even imagine what it is like for someone so much bigger. I lost years of my life, not being good enough. I hate the waste. I'm glad that Melissa's life is better. I should have felt hopeful after seeing that, not down.