I've lost my libido, which--I will not lie-- terrifies me.
I'm well aware that there are things that some would say are waaaaay more important than this, but to be honest, it feels like I've lost a bit of my identity along with it.
It's difficult to explain without crossing into my other blog's genre, but I almost feel as if I heavily identified with the drive that I once had. It felt new and more "me." Everything that I had repressed over the years was finally let free and it felt so fucking awesome and I just don't have that feel anymore.
Maybe it's because I went off my hormones, maybe it's because I'm living with my parents again, or maybe it's because I haven't had a genuine relationship in a long while now. Maybe it's all of that. I don't know. But it seems as if I have just become aware that this has been slipping further and further away from me as each passing day goes by and
Well. I do. In it withheld confidence, happiness, and honesty...and I fucking miss that.
I have had the worst migraine that I have had in a long while today. Within this past hour I've gone from being extremely sound-sensitive to having icky-icky nausea. I just want it to be done already.
Also! Super ffreakin' happy about the Project Runway winner! It was totally deserved and I was so in love with their final collection and show and just oh! So so good :)
Jiro Dreams of Sushi was a good documentary. I would recommend it to any foodie/sushi lover out there.
I've now lost 25 lbs within six weeks. I hate talking about weight. I've never been the person who is obsessed with the feeling of needing to lose weight...but I'm happy! I'm workin' at it and that's good! So yeah :)
I think that's all I wanted to say.
