I finally remembered what the days my last post was about are called. Fat days! Though I’ve been having more of a fat week. I have been feeling like such a blob this week it’s not even cute. I’m having the scary feeling that it might be the coffee. (NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!) I don’t want to quit…
I feel round today. You ever have those days when you feel extra heavy and you swear nothing has changed since you started your consistent exercise routine? Yeah… I don’t feel or see much progress at all. I don’t feel that much thinner.
I’m angry. Some guard at school today made a comment insinuating that maybe I could buy them something rather than eat lunch by myself… Listen, I’m not against using your money to butter up the staff, if you have it.
I can’t feel what I want. I feel like I had an idea where I was going before and it drove me obsessively for a while, but now that objective has been reached I feel like I’m in an inescapable limbo. I can’t commit to anything at the moment.
The other day, I attended a workshop on better living and the issue of forgiveness came up. Instantly my mind went back to this one teacher who always made me miserable. They punished me harsher
There are times in life when you feel like nothing is changing or happening as it should. It almost feels like sleep paralysis where you are conscious but you cannot move nor talk: you feel like you are not in control and it is frightening.
I’ve been procrastinating again. I had a feeling this would happen. As mentioned previously, last week I took a break. But while it was a much needed one I knew in the back of my mind that taking an extended break of a few days may serve create dents in my new and improved MO.
Last week I took a break. I didn’t blog, I didn’t do my project (with good reason though, I emailed my supervisor my first chapter and he hasn’t gotten back to me yet, so no feedback ) I barely exercised ( ended up having 3 days off for