Perpetual calendar strikes again! I was thinking about all these changes that are occurring in my life and that old companion, Fear, had crept up on me again. I could feel another old companion, Anger, rearing his ugly head again, too. Then, came that twin of his, Depression. If I'd were an alcoholic or an addict I'd have really tied one on last night. But I'm addicted to sugar and being a diabetic I did just as much harm as if I were an alcoholic or addict. I over did it with the sugar last night. So, it's ironic that my perpetual calendar says what it does.

It's always scary
to do something
we've never done before,
but just remember...
at one time in our lives,
chocolate was an unknown!

After I over did it with the sugar I attempted to call my sponsor. She wasn't home. I attempted to call two other Al-Anon members- they weren't home. I wound up talking to Vicki, and then Mac. Yes, he's tenatively back in the picture. I think I got just as much out of my conversation with Mac as I did Vicki before Elyce called back again.

The bottom line is that I feel trapped because once again I feel the need to prove myself to that assistant and basically to others in the school. They haven't even given me a chance to settle in before they began telling me Mr. P did this and Mr. P did that. How unfair! I'm not Mr. P. I'm Yolanda. So, I'm going to enliste Jennifer's help. We're going to beat them at their own game.