Ootd from the marathon yesterday. I love my city. It was an amazing experience to watch the race and be part of the experience with the city united.
I have successfully purchased the most hated item of clothing from the thrift store: shorts. Now I just have to wear them. I only owned two pairs of shorts before today.
I am so incredibly bored of thinking about and talking about bodies and my body and other people’s bodies and all of that shit. God, IT’S SO BORING. I AM SO SICK OF IT. It’s just the same damn thing over and over and it’s not even an important thing. I am going to be such a more interesting person when I’m fully recovered.
I just enjoyed a brief restorative yoga practice (wearing just my panties, of course) between work and my much-needed nap. I am in love with my yoga brick. There are very few things in this earthly plane of existence that feel as good as stretching my back with my yoga brick.
I’m a 23 year old woman and it’s totally acceptable for me to friend the guy I dated for a year when I was 14/15 on facebook, right? It’s been nearly 10 years. He hasn’t had a facebook ever before and I just searched for him on a whim, which happens every year or so. So that’s okay, right?
I always end up posting the disordered thoughts that are currently bugging me at like 3 AM and then turning the posts to private before people see them and think poorly of me or are triggered. I feel like this sucks.
Currently freaking the fuck out because I have looked at my BostonChildren’s online portal that tells you all the reports, labs, and measurements from all your visits and mine all say “Nutritional Deficiency (active), Anxiety (active), Connective tissue disorder (Active)” and not Anorexia Nervosa, even though I guess I don’t currently fit the criteria but that’s because I’m in recovery, not because I don’t have anorexia. I’m not sure why this fucking matters to me but it really quite does. Also, the measure my height slightly differently every time and then make my BMI based off of my height differently every time!
this was the old one…
Same url, same me, different picture!
I’ve had it literally since I joined tumblr several years ago but I kind of want to change it… Would it be too confusing?
I always manage to gain weight back just in time for summer clothes.
Holla at not “getting skinny for summer.”
Just ignore me crying a little.
Ootd, one of my new ModCloth Stylish Surprise dresses with a blazer from Anthropologie and flats from JCrew.
I just had dinner with my ex. I’m not sure how I feel. I think I feel detached. We wandered through the asian grocery store after dinner and he bought me a gigantic bag of like 50 fortune cookies just because I thought it was funny and I wanted to just keep opening fortunes until I got everything I needed.
My ModCloth stylish surprise has arrived! I got four dresses, which all fit, and a tank top that isn’t really my style but actually looks cuter on and is great for pj’s/workouts. I was really, really hoping for dresses, so I’m quite pleased with what I received. They’re not necessarily things I’d have picked on my own, but I like that in a way.
I know that I’m not allowed to have a scale, so I try not to have one, but occasionally I freak out. Then I will go at whatever hour and in whatever context to CVS and buy a scale with the intention of bringing it back. I convince myself that it’s not really owning a scale… it’s just borrowing it. Then I have to return it. Once I bought a scale at 1 am and returned it at 3 am to the same cashier at the same CVS. It’s embarrassing to do. So, I now have a temporary scale that I need to return to my local CVS… again… and I also feel guilty because they probably can’t resell it and they always take the return. I am 23 years old and shouldn’t be doing this. Don’t worry, I always do return it. I feel quite silly. I guess if you can’t laugh at yourself…