This weekend my blood sugar was 5.2 I’ve lost another 2lb to make it 22lb lost overall. But I feel terrible. Not physically terrible; usual Fibromyalgia aches and pains and Post stroke weakness, nothing unusual there..bit of a sore throat.. But emotionally I feel totally spent. Just lost. Numb. Fed up. I’m doing the right things. I’m heading in the right direction but I have zero interest in everything. It’s all an effort. I read books but can’t recall the words, music is just noise, a film gets me agitated before the opening sequence has finished and I just can’t be bothered with things. It’s all annoying, all aggravating, all depressing. And it’s work tomorrow. Back to Hell on Earth. Back to the grind, the struggle and the sense of hopelessness I feel when I go in. I only wish I knew why I find life so tough!.