I took a full pill last night and slept like a rock, for which I'm grateful. I woke up in a much better mood and got a little bit of cleaning done. Today was the first meeting of the Widowed Persons Support Group, and even though today was basically a "Hi, my name is..." session, I'm hopeful that it will be helpful. I bawled in the car afterwards before I started driving - my first serious cry of the day. Considering that it's Valentine's Day, I think that's pretty good.

One of my friends did what I assume was a "mass text blast" to everyone in his address book about Valentine's Day and I sent him back a snarky message about "thanks for reminding me". I know he didn't mean anything by it, but sometimes he's so self-absorbed that he doesn't think about things before he says or does them, and he should have known better than to send that to me. He's the one who called to see how I was doing and the discussion turned from support of me into "how weird it was to see his exes at the funeral" and how uncomfortable and awkward it was for him. Excuse me? Whatever.

I've lost just over 10 pounds in the past four weeks. Mostly I think it's because I forget to eat, or I'm just not hungry so I'll have a bowl of soup or some scrambled eggs for dinner. Today I had a Slim-Fast shake for breakfast, then forgot to eat until about 7pm, so I threw a pot pie into the microwave. I guess one benefit of forgetting to eat is that when I do remember, I can indulge a little bit.