yes! i have my period! thank you god, i have never been so happy to have period pain. thank you to giant pharm companies for making the ecp. im so grateful i wont have to contemplate abortion. im not pregnant and if that fuckwit ever manages to have a baby, it will never be mine
i really dont think she is going to survive this. so please send thoughts.
1 Skin picking. This is a really bad habit of mine
4 Not exercising enough
5 Not eating breakfast
It has to be
"Do not judge someone until you have walked a mile in their shoes.
Then, when you judge them, they are a mile away...And you have their shoes!"
Introductions are hard and I'm not sure quite what to say. I started this blog in 2010, when I was 20. I was going through some issues at the time, and it helped to have an outlet.
I'll be 24 years old on October 5th, although people tell me I look much younger. It finally seems like my life is taking a turn for the better. I'm in a serious relationship for the first time since I was 19, with a guy who I actually feel like I could have a future with. He drives me fucking mental half the time, but I love him.
I live with my Burmese kitty Luna. She truly is the Moon of my Life. This is us together.
I'm currently studying art, majoring in painting and printmaking. I paint/print a lot of animals, especially cats, birds and bunnies. I'm also a complete chemistry geek, one of those people who memorized glycolysis and the Citric Acid Cycle for fun when I was sixteen. I have half a biomedical science degree majoring in Biochemistry and Pharmacology. I might go back to it yet.
I struggle with depression and severe anxiety (Social Anxiety and GAD). I used to be anorexic but have largely recovered, although I do still get ED thoughts/ body hate.
I really want to have a big family. I also really want to be able to help other people who have gone through similar issues, because recovery is possible. I'm thinking of becoming an Art Therapist. I'm quite shy and don't make new friends easily, but those I have mean the world to me and I am always there for them when they need me.
Thank god for kitties. They make even the worst days seem bearable. I must say, I often find Luna's company much preferable to my boyfriend's. I've never met Luna's birth-mother but I am grateful to her for giving birth to such an amazing kitty.
I <3 cats
This isn't sustainable. I wish he would stop working out so much so that he could actually see me once in awhile. I feel like he loves the gym more than me.
I mean, if anyone does any hobby for over 4 hours a day at the expense of all other things, its kind of an obsession, right? And I'm pretty sure if I was doing something else for that length of time in addition to school and work he would get shitty. But Noooo, the gym is heaallthy, I should SHARE his OBSESSION, because MY body isn't perfect either and needs working on.
He keeps telling me he wants me to help him improve his personality by helping him with his english, helping him study, etc. He also tells me that he wants to help me improve my personality. He wants to to be less lazy, less impatient, tidier, more organized. He wants me to stop taking medication, stop going to art school because "there is no future in it", go back to university and get a phD and become a scientist. And he wants a baby in the next two years. I told him it doesn't work like this. He can't tell me how I need to improve him and tell me how he will improve me. I should get to choose one of those at least. And he doesn't give a fuck about trying to improve the things that annoy me most, like his chronic lateness, his criticism of me and my body, etc.
If he doesn't get his arse here before my flight leaves in two hours I WILL dump him and find someone else in Rarotonga, maybe even another black guy. I'm sick of this
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