I am also tired. I got paged last night, and I am on call for the next two weeks. Depression is getting harder to fight because I don't have the usual "comfort" foods. But I can't allow myself to slip, because then it's one cookie that becomes two that becomes four that becomes an entire box. Paula Poundstone has a bit about Pop Tarts you should listen to sometime, and it applies to me and refined sugar all to well.
But oddly enough, I can't force myself to eat sweets. I have had many opportunities to do so, with full support from loved ones, and I just can't. I think part of it is the fear I'll go back to eating half a box of Oreos in one sitting. So I am sitting in this fence of conflicting emotions, and can't settle on one side or the other.