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This is horseshit.
This time last year, I weighed roughly 98 lbs. I could fit into size zero jeans and slept and did homework for most of the day. I ate mostly vegetables and carbs and drank tea all the time. I guess you could say I was happy, but that might be a bit of a stretch. I was happy because I was 98 lbs, and that may have been it.
In contrast, right now I am roughly 110 lbs. I fit into the size two jeans I bought last year and don’t sleep nearly as much as I did before. I spend my time doing homework, working out, and participating in activities that I enjoy. I no longer focus on my “fat” parts in a mirror, but look for progress instead. I feel strong and stable when I stand up, and don’t feel cloudy-headed very often. My depression is getting better, little by little, and I’m regaining the confidence I had lost many years ago. This is how I am supposed to feel.
I am beautiful, strong, and capable. I am not 98 lbs, and I hope I never will be again.
Whole wheat bagel with cream cheese and turkey
(Source: silent-musings)
Half of a grapefruit
Cottage cheese and tomato
Handful of almonds
I felt completely unmotivated and blah-y all day, so an hour ago I decided to force myself to go to the campus rec center (the ARC) and ride a bike for half an hour.
It was probably one of the best ideas I’ve ever had.
Gold Forever - The Wanted
“You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.”
― William Shakespeare
