Jul 24, 2017
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Strawberry Rock Trail🍓
This is MY summer
Reclaiming my fitness this summer! But...I don't wanna get up. Haaaaaaaalp😂
Jesus christ
I have been M.I.A. for like 2 years! I missed you, tumblr. I am finally done with my M.A. program so I can now have me time.
Until I get into a PhD program.
My smug bby. Binx❤
As I was driving him to the airport, I was overcome with all the other responsibilities I had and how I kept failing to achieve them. Something always went wrong. I was always late,my assignments were always lacking quality, my workouts stopped being regular, my eating has decreased, and my body was constantly reminding me of the injuries I suffered in the past. All these things I could not control because time was not on my side. How can I do all of this if I do not even have time to sleep? My body is in constant pain because of all the stressors but I can’t pay a visit to the doctor because again....time....
My body and mind is in constant pain that I feel that is has become chronic. I can’t remember a moment where I was not plagued with bodily aches and mental vulnerabilities. My mind finally uttered the words, “You win, life. Just let life win.” To my surprise, I started crying. He grabbed my hand and pleaded I tell him what was troubling me but I just continued crying while steering us to our final destination.
I am done. I am so tired of fighting. You win.
This has been difficult. I am 26 years old and still struggling with self-image. I remember seeing a secret on post-secret that said,”I am 26 years old and I still hate my body.” I was about 19 when I read it and the thought of that scared me. I didn’t want to be 26 and hate my body. I wanted to love myself. I wanted to have a healthy relationship with food and exercise. At the point in my life, I remember thinking I will be fine. I will surpass this. But here it is. I am 26 years old and and I was wrong. My insecurities are just as strong as ever. & all my friends are tired of hearing about it. So am I.
This month has been so tough with committing to the gym. This is my first year as a graduate student and its been hell. I love my program but it has been so tough with finding time to go to the gym. WHICH HAS HAD ME CRANKY AND DEPRESSED. FUCK MY LIFE.