Okay look. I’m SICK of seeing all these “big is beautiful” posters with overweight women on them, yet in every single picture, they all have thinner faces with NO double chin and model like features. Stereotypically beautifully faces… therefore, it’s “ok” to have them be “big and beautiful” because at least their faces are “acceptable” and “beautiful!” Gggggggggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah WTF!!!!!!!!!
Okay so I’m having a breakdown right now. And this just popped up on my computer and made it worse. I mean, I have a double chin and a fat face, yet I’m not THAT overweight. But I’m still a fat fucking blob. “People say I carry it well”. But… I don’t in my fucking face!! It’s the main reason that it bothers me to be overweight – my chubby face with neck that connect to chin in this big blob.
I would LIKE THE FUCK to see some posters of these so called big and beautiful women, posters meant to help self esteem, with some other kinds of fucking faces on them now!!! And lots of double chin!! LOTS!!! Let me see big, round, double chinned women in those self esteem posters – or else they’re just not fucking helping at all.
It’s kinda like when you see those posters for how certain races can be beautiful too (of course they can be!!) but the posters and the models all have stereotypically looking ‘white’ faces and features… why not all kinds of shapes and looks. Gah. It’s not really accepting differentness at all.
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Anyway, I am really fucking sad today.
I’m on day 79 of being sober. Today, everyone left the castle, and I was here alone. And I was so close to drinking all afternoon and it was hell to not. But I didn’t. Then they came back and it would have been much harder to drink then, since it’s mostly in the communal area.
But then – they just left again!!! And I have the place to myself tonight.
So basically, long story short, sobbing my eyes out in the kitchen. Crying about how I have no control over my body. I managed to so far not drink, but I want to so badly…. and I have been trying very hard to nourish my body and to get it back on track… trying so fucking hard…. and here I am months later and I look the same, feel the same, am at the same weight, same measurements, and not only that – now I’m in the kitchen finally sort of allowing myself to pig out on food because I feel starving, and atleast if I binge on food maybe I can stop myself from binging on alcohol.
And I was also sobbing because I knew I couldn’t/shouldn’t purge again, like I had just gotten into the habit of doing after a food binge. I just can’t do this. I don’t think my body could handle it.
But then I’m going even more backwards in my taking care of body program. Or of actually losing weight. And it’s not fair that I have these overwhelming cravings (both FOOD and alcohol) and that I feel so out of control. And even when I control the urges, and go for long periods of time not pigging out, taking care of myself – NOTHING HAPPENS.
And I am lumpy and ugly with a fat face and alone tonight with no friends and no plans for valentines and my body is basically in control of me and how I feel and how fucking fat I am and when I eat and blah blah blah……………………..
So I’m sobbing away and then my nose starts bleeding. So I run upstairs, eventually after a long time it stops… and then I think I will watch netflix to calm down, but the computer is black and has seemed to stop working. But I have another one (I have two barely-working computers that are both second or third hand) so I can type this here (I can’t watch netflix on this comp though – they won’t play right and it’s all choppy).
And I still feel pressure in my nose an like there’s just something wrong with mean I’m dying of a brain tumour or something. I swear to god. I’ve thought this for the past 5 years. That there’s just something not right.
Anyway. I have been trying to do the radiant recovery program, which is focused on adding good things into your life so you have a more stable foundation before you cut out sugar. So I bought this whey protein powder, and in the last week it has been the only thing that has really helped me to control my cravings and relax and feel like a normal person.
You know. I can feel calm and not starving. And not binge. But, oh no! What’s that?!? It gives me horrible back and stomach pains whenever I take it. I can take a tiny amount, and I don’t get much pain, but it doesn’t give relief or fill me up either.
Basically, fuck it all. No one’s dietary advice works and no ones emotional/psychological advice works.
I guess I have to focus on how I’m a spirit and not give a fuck about my outward appearance or what my body does or feels. Why am I in a physical world then? Who te fuck knows. And if there’s no such thing as a spiritual soul, then I’m really truly fucked. And in that case – what is the fucking point?!!??! Just. I give up then.
FUCK. IT. ALL.
Why are there so many stupid people!??!?? Why do I see no TRULY fat girls on those big is beautiful posters?!? Because they’re still subscribing to societies standards.
And also…. I really hope I don’t have a brain tumour………… I hope I’m not fucking dying.
I’ve had a couple other nosebleeds this month. WTF.
Oh let’s try to be healthy! So my body can go die on me anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EDIT: AAHHH!!! SO, remember I said I ended a ten year long relationship that was abusive, like, a year or two ago?? Just last night though I had a dream, and I missed them soooooo much. Yet, when I see their face on FB (mutual friends, one of them has them in their profile pic eve) I want to scream and punch them in the fucking face. But then today I was almost crying because I missed them. Soooo messed up) ANYWAY. THEY JUST SENT ME A MESSAGE ON FB!!!! Aaaaarrrgh,
I got so much more stressed even, at that, you have no idea. So I just had to lay on my bed and try to visualise my ‘safe, happy place’ lolol I really have one!!! It’s a beautiful space where I can just relax and de stress in my head.
So there is one cat where I live (well, two really) that just don’t like to go near humans much, don’t cuddle, absolutely will not be picked up, and just keep to themselves. Well. She came in my room, and not just that, but hopped on my bed and was walking around me, soooo worried looking. That’s crazy. I freaked out the hermit cat and she actually seemed worried about me. Awwww….. 😦
Now, I may have a shower. And watch netflix on my phone I guess. Eat more chocolate. Because in the morning, I will be sober. And I will celebrate. (also friday the 13th – good thing – and day before valentines – sad day – but a reason to buy myself chocolate, if I got my check yet – I hope so)
Oh. So I can read the message on my email, without going to the FB one. They’re trying to show me a video of a song that they are in love with, and that makes them think of me. I think I’m going to have another breakdown now, and try so hard to remember why this person is not in my life… but maybe I made a mistake….wwaaaaaaaaaaaaah. 😦 😦 😦 😦 😦