I've been fasting for 22 days now and I'm feeling depressed. A little bit. I still haven't gotten my period and it's bumming me out. I hate the pms symptoms. The body dysmorphia is making me hate myself a lot. I weighed 65.85 kg last Saturday. I fucking hate it. I want to below 60 kg. It's too fucking hard. I want to find a job too. The marriage visa is too complicated to see a clear date for it. Being uncertain with how much longer I'm gonna stay unemployed is bumming me out. I'm not earning anything.
I drew something two days ago and I still haven't colored it. It's supposed to be the thumbnail I've been thinking of uploading about that ily Portal 2 vid.
I hate the concept of experiencing inconvenience just to reach a reward. I hate it.
Man, it seems like I need meds again. Lmao. How long was the streak of being unmedicated?
Earlier we went to abreeza to shop. Anyway.
I guess I need this blog again. I only come here when I feel like shit, right? I hate everything. ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽
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