Atoned

[multipurposegoddess]

So, at the last moment (I was still debating with myself at sunset on Tuesday) I decided to go ahead and fast this year. Not too bad (not drinking water is always a hardship for me, but I was braced for it and coped by not moving very much and brushing my teeth when I just couldn't stand it anymore, which may be cheating, but whatever) until yesterday afternoon when all my hunger and thirst pretty much turned into rage and grumpiness. But I wasn't around anyone, so I guess that's okay.

My Net Diary is mad at me for skipping meals, which amuses me no end.

Do I feel spiritually renewed? Maybe. I think I would have regretted not fasting, mainly. Maybe next year I will find services to go to.