Eat like a savage

I'm hungry. I could eat something ridiculously HUGE and be quite content.

I went to Wendy's with Cheryl and Kelly and they were all good and had salads, I on the other hand ate a Great Biggie Fries and a Lg. Chili. I really wanted to buy more but then I thought you're going to feel like shit don't do it, so before I could shout out "I want Chicken strips and a burger and a _____, and a _____, and a ______" I shut my mouth and refused to speak anymore until we pulled away from the window. Although my stomach is satisfied I'm still hungry, that is no surprise though is it?

I've been so down lately, I don't know what to do. I've been hell to live with, I freak out for no apparent reason, I get teary and cry much more frequently, my appetite is out of control, I get anxious for the most trivial things. I know what you all must be thinking, "SHE'S PREGNANT", well who knows but see I took a preg test a few weeks ago and it was negative but maybe it was to early. Maybe this is PMS from hell. I don't know. Maybe I'm going through a bout of depression not severe or anything just enough to make my life rather difficult and my poor husband is trying his best to be as supportive after my sister Mimi explained to him that depression runss rampant in our family and that he should try to keep a good eye on me because it's sure to get worse if our history has anything to say about it. They know me so well.