About a half an hour ago I had an aha! moment. I was driving in my car and realized that while I was at the Halloween party last night I never had a single negative body image thought. I didn't think about how my arms are too fat and have a farmer's tan or whether I should suck in my stomach or even about the two huge zits that are slowly emerging from the sides of my face. Nothing. Zilch. Zero. I thought I looked fabulous and everyone else should think so too. That's amazing. And a first. Let's see how long I can maintain this new found confidence and self-esteem. Wouldn't it be nice if it were permanent.
I have no idea if anyone is reading this anymore. If you have been loyally checking back now and again I applaud you. At one point this blog was a therapeutic outlet for me. I'm glad to have a chronicle of my experiences during this time of my life. Now, however, instead of a creative outlet it's more of a nagging reminder that I should be posting and this girl does not need one more thing on her "To Do" list. I'd love for you to explore the archives if you so chose. If you have already done so, here's a brief update: Friendster Guy and I are still together and co-habitating. We are in domestic, but still unwedded, bliss (that status could be a post or two in and of itself, but, as I've just said, I'm done with that.) We're so domesticated we're in the market for granite countertops. We also just returned from an Aussie/New Zealand vacation and if 8 days in a tiny RV won't solidify (or destroy) a relationship nothing will. We're stronge
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