A Moment of Honesty, or, A Very Dashboard Kind Of Day

I am very susceptible to the weather - cloudy/cold/rainy days leave me in the doldrums. And since I haven't seen the sun in what is actually days and feels like weeks, I've been feeling particularly melodramatic recently. It doesn't help that I just found out my sort-of crush has not-just-platonic feelings for the same girl that steals ALL my crushes away. (I hate beautiful girls)

I am very lucky to have a best friend who can talk me down off the ledge and tell me all my faults in a kind, constructive way. For all the bravado I exhibit in public, I'm totally insecure and uneasy in my own skin. Body Dysmorphia is a condition where one will look at him/herself in the mirror and see someone MUCH fatter than the reality of the reflection. I am the exact opposite - the second I walk away from the mirror, I forget what I actually look like and fully believe that I'm about 5'5" and 110lbs. (Weird, right?) But everyone has fat days, I guess, and I'm particularly unmotivated to hit the gym right now DESPITE the wedding I'm going to in two weeks.

Blerrrrrrg word vomit.

Don't get me wrong - life is wonderful, but the blips tend to hit me pretty directly in the face. Maybe I just need to obsessively clean everything for a couple days. Like, bust out the Pledge. Learn Russian. The whole deal. That should help.

For your time:

Yum.