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The main reason why I’ve logged back in is that I’m trying to collate all my logins and passwords.
Because y’know... or rather... you never know...
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I should mention...
The main reason why I’ve logged back in is that I’m trying to collate all my logins and passwords.
Because y’know... or rather... you never know...
LOCKDOWN, BABY!
So I was last here two years ago.
Briefly scrolling down and stuff and skimming my previous ramblings... DAMN I WAS UNHAPPY. I was angry. And frustrated. And omg just stressed.
19th October 2019, 7 months ago (ish) I handed in my notice. Off to do acting and fighting and freelance-y freedom shit.
It was scary but omg, bf is fucking awesome. Sure, he fucks me off sometimes and frustrates the shit out of me... but hey, I know I’m not easy to live with either ;D
Anyway, long story short (because I really can’t be arsed to post, but felt the need to inject some positivity in this thread) I FEEL AMAZING.
Okay yeah, it’s coronavirus era and the goverment is being shitty and vague with lockdown, social distancing etc. but omg so much has changed since my stressy days.
Let me say it again: I FEEL AMAZING.
Life is not perfect, still got bills (and not earning lol) still got injuries and whatnot and still have imposter syndrome with now all this acting lark... but hey, my head feels good.
Bring it awn xD
Also
Work is annoying as usual.
I'm doing everything in acting class I'm not supposed to be doing.
My knee fucking hurts. And now the other one has joined in.
I finished the website but I'll never be free.
My parents are stupid and won't bloody move out of their godforsaken place.
My aerial rig order has been postponed.
When are we going to practice our aerial act anyway?!
My crash mats are filthy and dumped in the living room.
And I hardly spend time with my bf in an actual bf-hf situation.
BEING IN THE SAME ROOM DOESN'T COUNT ANYMORE. SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED DOESN'T COUNT ANYMORE. I'M UNCONSCIOUS, SO WHAT DOES IT MATTER WHO'S IN MY FRICKIN' BED.
I'm not okay.
I'm most definitely not okay.
My house is falling apart. I had to take out a loan. And my bf is using this loan to pay off his taxes because he spent all his money paying off his credit card.
Don't fucking spend money you don't have.
But he has to. It's work. He has to buy cabinets and drawers to take over the entire loft with his shit. For work. Take over my home because I haven't decided yet what to do with it. It's not enough to just sit still.
I'm in debt. And I hate it. I pay my bills.
Sure. I have more money. I have a higher-paying job. SO FUCKING WHAT. MY FUCKING CHOICE. I FOUGHT FOR A RAISE. I FOUGHT FOR MT CURRENT SITUATION. IT WASN'T HANDED TO ME ON A PLATE. I EARNED IT.
I don't want to put any more money than I have to in the house. It's not mine. It's shared. I don't have my own place anymore.
I know he does a lot. Good for him. I still give him £60 or so every month. We're even. So stfu.
STOP TELLING ME "YEAH ME TOO". I'm so tired. I'm so swamped. I'm eating like shit.
When I eat shit, it's bad.
When I skip the gym, it's bad.
So not "yeah me too". YOU DON'T PUT THE FUCKING EFFORT IN. YOU CAN'T DISMISS MY PAIN.
Fuck off.
My best friend.
I think she's depressed.
Like, needs profesh help depressed. Before it gets worse.
Actual guardian angels.
- Iezalel
- Anauel
- Nith-haiah
- Uriel
Can't sleep, should sleep.
Story of my life.
Cringe.
I hate the posts I write when they're so trivial and vague.
But I can always remember being super happy about the little things and scared to open up fully with details on the world wide web.
I forgive myself.
2 years ago
I busted my knee.
Turns out there was no structural damage and despite scans and physio, no one knew what was wrong with it.
There's still something wrong. It hurts now and again. But at least I have it under control and not getting fat.
Thank fuck for aerial trapeze and hoop.
However I've given up on parkour and kickboxing. And one day I'm gonna have to pack in the stage combat.
But not today.
NOT TODAY MOTHERFUCKER.
I do worry about it though :\
More friends.
Yeah I think I have 5.
I read before I only had 2. Or 3. I forget already.
Anyway, I have more now. The latest one is awesome but scares me because I hadn't made a new friend in ages and I feel so comfortable arouns them that it's sometimes too good to be true. And then I feel uncomfortable and the vicious circle begins of being weird around people because I'm surprised not to be feeling weird around them.
What the actual fuck.
Goalposts.
Haven't been here in a while.
I can't tell when I last posted... where's the date on these things?
So last time I came here I was fat.
I'm not fat anymore :) swinging between the 52 and 56kg depending on if I'm on the blob and if I'm having cheat days. Currently I'm happy about my weight. Muffin top could still be smaller. But hey.
Why I am here? Because of other shit.
But then skimming through previous posts reminded me of what I told my boyfriend a few days ago: we are both guilty of moving the goalposts.
Every achievement we complete = okay, what's next.
We forget to celebrate our achievements. We forget the struggle and work we put in to get where we are now. Instead, we dismiss them as the next step is far more important.
WRONG.
Why are we constantly striving, tired, exhausted, unsatisfied, relentless, not giving up time for ourselves?!
Great that we're motivated. Shit that we're so caught up in our plan / to-do list that we might miss other opportunities. Shit that we can't even pat ourselves on the back. Yet I know growing up, all I really wanted was my mother's approval.
Anyway.
Whatever.
Let's fix it.
2018
I feel sick today. I ate something that didn't agree with me, I think.
I'm so tired.
Why I think it's appropriate to come home after a long day and crash on the armchair. Still had my coat on. Just sat there.
I'm overwhelmed.
And I'm coping like I always do. Finding someone who has problems so I can try and help them. Because putting attention on someone else is safer than putting attention on me.
Only now do I realise I do that.
Why can't I do it in class?
Why do I make myself responsible for stuff? Why do I put pressure on myself? Why must I get things right?
Give myself a break.
Fuck it.
Status report.
So I went on a treadmill :) more concerned about my right knee at the moment now as I think my left knee is very close to not hurting at all anymore. And naturally, I had a mini breakdown after because all I want to do is run right now. Run and run and keep on running. But I know I can't because it'll be too much and I need to be patient. This patience is really tearing me up at the moment. I start to get jealous of others, I know you shouldn't compete with anyone other than yourself but come on, the real world / society makes you compete with each other. Others are doing better than me, they can get on and achieve things I want to achieve. I'm being left behind. I'm not happy right now. I haven't been happy since it happened. Though I go on about my day as usual, I'm just clinging on to anything that will get me through. Sometimes it's food and I eat too much and too much crap so I get even more unhappy. Sometimes it's buying things with money I don't have so I get even more unhappy. Sometimes it's playing computer games all day and being unproductive so I get even more unhappy. So what to do? I haven't worked it out. Looks like I'm in a very long run of holding things together.
Bleurgh.
Sitting watching TV, eating and getting fat. :\
Why are people's default setting "negative"?
*sigh* Ppl at work do my head in. They're not bad people. They're not evil. They're just so negative. Current topic is a colleague, who we all agree may lack some social skills. And yes, we encourage and support her... and yes, they talk about her behind her back, laughing at her. They report to each other "omg did you see her FB photo? she thinks she's a model hahahahaha" or whatever. And if I'm there, I won't say anything because I often haven't seen what they're talking about. And if I have, I'll still say nothing because this is just wrong. And now I'm branded as someone who doesn't like to join in. Well yeah, I don't. And it's apparently a bad thing. I don't think they're bad people but I think they're doing something wrong. And they know this. And I'm glad they do. And now when they make comments like this they'll make a point "oh yeah but she hates it when we do this, but it's so funny, I'm not being mean, if she's gonna post stuff on FB then she's got to be ready for consequences". Why do they have to be mean consequences??? It's like the time they Googled an ex-colleague because he was overweight and appeared on a TV show about health and they started laughing at a video of him on a running machine... ffs so wrong. He's skinny now. But instead of "oh wow he did well" it's "oh I bet he had an op he's minted". It's like being bullied at school. Sorry kids, it'll happen in the adult world too. And then I think, why do I care? Why am I even bothered? I want to just let it go. It's not my business. I'm not part of their "haters" gang and they know it, so it's not like I have to hide it. Sometimes they make fun of me and my ways. Make me look like I'm stuck up or uptight or I don't even know. I just know I don't fit in like I don't fit in with a lot of other ppl. It's okay. I don't need to. I think I don't need to. I don't want to be an arrogant self-righteous bitch. I think that's my worry when I lose it and tell them they have to stop being mean. Makes me uncomfortable. In the office it's easy, I walk away, make a coffee, pee... socially it's a nightmare, especially sitting down at lunch. I WANT TO CARE LESS. I want to go to work, do my work, and leave. But it's more and more like school. Go to school, see people you like / don't like / don't really know, assess what everyone's mood is, who's gonna hate on who today, what's the latest goss... there's no ideas, creativity, imagination. Just a load of BS. I have fun there. But I equally want to be somewhere else. Let. It. Go.
Lost.
As well as the nonsense at work, I'm generally feeling apathetic lately. I'm finding it hard to find focus and motivation. My knees still hurt (both now) and it's really screwing around with my life. I've gained weight and I'm resorting to comfort eating. Moreso than my usual "cheat days". Tomorrow I'll be a full member of my gym. And I'm going to make the absolute most of every penny I'm spending on it. I can't stop. I can't sit still. It'll destroy me. Sometimes I think I need help. Just not sure where to get it from. Or what I even need.
Painful knees
Weirdly both knees hurt now. And it's a different hurt. My left knee doesn't hurt like it use to. I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT ANY OF IT MEANS. I'm sticking to my physio's words - nothing is structurally wrong, my muscles are weak, keep going. My right knee is puzzling. I wanted to say worrying BUT WORRYING HAS TO STOP. So it's puzzling. Nevertheless, a mini beginner's interval training exercise (devised i.e. made up :P by moi) lessened the pain. Did a lovely workout this morning :) so I'm happy. And smug. Eating a mini bean salad on the way home. Planning on cooking some salmon, making some cupcakes, maybe even carrot soup! Oh happy daaay x