Every year, come my birthday, I find myself wanting to do those “X life lessons in X years” sort of posts. And I always talk myself out of it, because I am still, fundamentally, a real dumbass with real dumbass energy underqualified to give anyone advice on anything other than what horror movie to watch, maybe.Read the rest of this entry »
I’m gaining weight.
Which is a neutral statement, really. Hell, even a positive one: I have more energy, I’m fitter, my skin is clearer.
But I don’t like it.
Trigger warning for discussions of sexual harassment and eating disorders.
For a really long time, I committed my life to what I saw as the pursuit of perfection.