Two days ago we went to see the last Harry Potter movie. As always the 3D movie gave me a horrible headache, which gave me horrible nausea, which had me kneeling over the toilet at some point between lunch and supper.
This gets kind of gross.......If you're of a queasy nature I suggest you not read any further.....
I had sicked up most of what I had eaten that day and was looking down at the mess thinking, "Jesus, don't I even CHEW!"
Despite the fact that the top of the water was coated in a sheen of oil from the fatty foods I had eaten (the movie theater popcorn probably didn't help much at all) it also looked like I had swallowed most of it whole.
I guess that is why you are encouraged against eating in front of the computer or the television. Mindless eating. I had bitten and gulped and payed very little thought towards mastication obviously.
I thought I was eating better, eating less, but the contents of my toilet, which had just been the content of my stomach, wasn't lying to me.
Something has to change, I thought to myself.
Later...today actually...my friend bought me a haircut, because my thick and heavy hair had broken two brushes recently and I was about to shave myself bald in frustration.
I got a cute cut, up to my chin. I love short haircuts, they are just adorable.
I love it.
I would love it more if it didn't show off just how ROUND my face is.
So I was in front of my mirror brushing my cute new short hair, and hating myself for hating myself in a way that I coudln't even really enjoy these small things in life that should make me happy.
I mean, I love my new haircut (it was a drastic change, they cut off a LOT of hair to get it to my chin) but I hate my face. Love/hate defines every aspect of my life.
And I started thinking again that some changes need to be made. Some huge, major, drastic changes need to be made, because I dont want to keep hating everything about my life just because of the body I'm stuck in!
This gets kind of gross.......If you're of a queasy nature I suggest you not read any further.....
I had sicked up most of what I had eaten that day and was looking down at the mess thinking, "Jesus, don't I even CHEW!"
Despite the fact that the top of the water was coated in a sheen of oil from the fatty foods I had eaten (the movie theater popcorn probably didn't help much at all) it also looked like I had swallowed most of it whole.
I guess that is why you are encouraged against eating in front of the computer or the television. Mindless eating. I had bitten and gulped and payed very little thought towards mastication obviously.
I thought I was eating better, eating less, but the contents of my toilet, which had just been the content of my stomach, wasn't lying to me.
Something has to change, I thought to myself.
Later...today actually...my friend bought me a haircut, because my thick and heavy hair had broken two brushes recently and I was about to shave myself bald in frustration.
I got a cute cut, up to my chin. I love short haircuts, they are just adorable.
I love it.
I would love it more if it didn't show off just how ROUND my face is.
So I was in front of my mirror brushing my cute new short hair, and hating myself for hating myself in a way that I coudln't even really enjoy these small things in life that should make me happy.
I mean, I love my new haircut (it was a drastic change, they cut off a LOT of hair to get it to my chin) but I hate my face. Love/hate defines every aspect of my life.
And I started thinking again that some changes need to be made. Some huge, major, drastic changes need to be made, because I dont want to keep hating everything about my life just because of the body I'm stuck in!
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