The Opening Act
I'll try this out for awhile. I'm still a tiny bit apprehensive about keeping a public online journal, though. My main issue would arise if someone I already know finds this. I'm not ready to admit my defects to them. I'm barely ready to admit those to myself.
Dear god, I ate a lot of junk today. Too much filler, not enough substance. I ate maybe a serving of vegetables and three servings of fruit today. Yogurt. String cheese. Cottage cheese. Then I ate five vegan cookies and three slices of pizza with the works. Compulsive overeating. Defect number one.
Hmm. I definitely don't bathe enough. Usually, it's once every three days. On a good period, it's once every other day. On a depressive period, it's once every four to five days. Now I've bathed two days in a row. I feel cleaner. Now I just need to brush my teeth twice a day. And change my underwear more than once a day on those really busy days. Sporadic upkeep of self-hygiene. Defect number two.
My room is so messy. I can barely make a clear path from the door to the bed. It's utterly chaotic. My therapist agrees. If I can't go to the place where I rest and find it clean, I start thinking about what's wrong with it. Random items and trash on the floor. Dust everywhere. Stuff piled on my desk and bureau. Clean clothes not put away for months. Dirty clothes in a random pile. Boxes still not unpacked from move back to the parental unit over four months ago. It's also hard for me to keep up with basic chores. Lack of space management. Defect number three.
I've admitted three defects, and I have a job interview tomorrow. Let's not give the interviewer privilege to that information, please. I'm a good person, I swear.
Dear god, I ate a lot of junk today. Too much filler, not enough substance. I ate maybe a serving of vegetables and three servings of fruit today. Yogurt. String cheese. Cottage cheese. Then I ate five vegan cookies and three slices of pizza with the works. Compulsive overeating. Defect number one.
Hmm. I definitely don't bathe enough. Usually, it's once every three days. On a good period, it's once every other day. On a depressive period, it's once every four to five days. Now I've bathed two days in a row. I feel cleaner. Now I just need to brush my teeth twice a day. And change my underwear more than once a day on those really busy days. Sporadic upkeep of self-hygiene. Defect number two.
My room is so messy. I can barely make a clear path from the door to the bed. It's utterly chaotic. My therapist agrees. If I can't go to the place where I rest and find it clean, I start thinking about what's wrong with it. Random items and trash on the floor. Dust everywhere. Stuff piled on my desk and bureau. Clean clothes not put away for months. Dirty clothes in a random pile. Boxes still not unpacked from move back to the parental unit over four months ago. It's also hard for me to keep up with basic chores. Lack of space management. Defect number three.
I've admitted three defects, and I have a job interview tomorrow. Let's not give the interviewer privilege to that information, please. I'm a good person, I swear.