I am tired of all this bullshit. I’m tired of worrying about protein. I’m tired of worrying about vomiting or pooping in public. I’m tired of running/walking. I’m tired of hiking my pants up all the time because they are too big. I’m tired, because sleeping is weird and I’m not eating enough and I’m working the same amount as pre-surgery. This is not to be confused with the fact that I am also happy. I’m so happy to hike those pants up all the time, because it means my knees