Anonymous asked: how do u make your posts rebloggable? i cant seem to figure it out haha
you mean like an answered question? you would screenshot the post and upload it as an image, then it would be rebloggable. if you meant something else, sorry i don’t quite understand!
Anonymous asked: Talk about how you got over self consciousness please.
oh, how i wish i could talk about that and not be lying haha. i’m still horribly self conscious. however, i used to be horribly horribly horribly self conscious. while i haven’t gotten over it, it has gotten better.
there are two things, i think, that kick self consciousness in the balls.
number 1 is becoming healthy. when you eat clean and workout, you just automatically feel proud of yourself. you build muscle and want to show off the masterpiece you created, and you lose weight and you want to show off your new collarbones and legs. i don’t know about everyone else, but for me, sitting all day and eating crappy does not inspire me to go don a swimsuit that night. however, if i work out and eat beautifully all day, that changes my attitude about it.
number 2 is just plain old fear-facing exposure. i used to only be able to wear pants, and if i wore dresses, i would wear tights. it was a big day of psyching up and usually last-minute-changing-into-pants if i wanted to don a dress or shorts and show the world my big pale legs. but last summer, i just started forcing myself to wear dresses and endured a few days of self consciousness to a crippling degree. but now i wear them and saunter around town without a care in the world (and to be fair, when it’s 100 degrees outside, there are little choices left). even my roommate marveled the other day at the fact that i’m so comfortable wearing dresses now, because he recalls days where he had to take me home because i simply couldn’t handle it and needed to change back into pants.
for me, there is literally no other way. i just need to rip off the band aid and face it. i haven’t gotten over self consciousness, but comparatively to two years ago, i’m miles ahead. and that’s all i can really hope for. progress is progress, and good luck conquering your own struggles :’ )
start, give in, give up, restart, do well, give in, start again, give in, lose hope, stop caring, start again and again and again…
for some reason, today feels like a beautiful day to start new and finish the goal i set so long ago. i’m a constant cycle of fresh starts, and fresh starts seem almost silly now, and i’ve posted so often about getting back on that horse and blah blah blah — but, i don’t know. it feels right today. and as many little give-ins and bad days i’ll have in the realm of health, i will not motherfucking give up.
Anonymous asked: where areee you?? i miss your blog!!
i’m here i’m here i’m here!!!