I feel like I'm bursting out of my skin, having gained way too much weight in the past few weeks. I don't recognize my face when I look in the mirror, I feel uncomfortable in my clothes, and I hate the feeling of my body right now in so many ways. I had this goofy thought that maybe this is my way of trying to burst out of this life that doesn't really fit me anymore, that I don't like anymore and that feels so out of control. I also know that I'm reacting to the stress of what's going on with my father and mother and sister.
My body is not happy right now (itchy, bloaty, crampy, achy) and it's got to be more than what I'm eating because even though I've been eating outside of my food sensitivities, it's not enough to cause this much grief without another contributing factor.
Ok, I've decided that for November, I am going to make my "highs" (which I've neglected to write about recently) my gratitudes to say thanks for what is going right in my life when so much else feels wrong.
#1: Grateful to have run in to the zookeeper that gave me and my friend a behind the scenes animal encounter with red pandas and a cheetah today. Very serendipitous and so cool!
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