Today was pretty terrible, which I should have predicted. I'm beginning to realize how utterly isolated and alone I feel in doing this. My mother is actually quite against this whole idea, which is really hard to deal with. She's an RN, and sees no problem with the medical system and hardly considers a healthy diet an important factor in life. My father's obese and practically lives off of frozen pizzas and gallons of ice cream. My sisters all eat a pretty horrific diet. I've pretty much estranged myself from all of my friends due to drug problems. It's quite depressing.
I became so excited over finding all of this information because I had been searching and sifting through so much crap for the past couple of months, and I don't think I thought about the reality of my situation. It's going to be really hard, but I know too much to not pursue it. I'm too tired to keep writing. Tomorrow's a new day.