This is ASS you guys...
I have a long and incredibly empty reading week ahead of me.
Not that my body let me forget. Ooooooh no. It was kinda enough to crash just after I'd handed my Business and Society report in and only actually repaired itself about three hours ago. I can blame this mainly on the gut twisting period that the coil has given me. I may as well have the damn thing taken out anyway. Its worth more in scrap metal then pregnancy protection for me.
On the plus, kuk sool is keeping me focused and uni was keeping me more then busy. I'm starting to lose a little weight, which is good. If I would have carried on eating like I was I would've ended up the size of a house. I hate comfort eating. It is absolutely my worst habit and I must get rid of it.
I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself all of reading week, other then working on my assignments I guess. I'm going to be so bored. The week after my parents are going away and I'll have the house to myself, but I kinda get to thinking "what's the point?" It's just making me feel so empty. I hate being alone, it's not the type of person I am.
I want to fight it, I really do. The way I'm acting now isn't like me at all. I'm convincing myself that I can do this on my own. But I could be very wrong. The offer of antidepressants is very very very very tempting right now. It's not like it'll be much of a sacrifice if it ruins my sex drive again and in a few months time I'll be back to normal. For now though, I'd rather see if I can fight it with nights out, less alcohol and more exercise.
Oh, and if I go missing and they discover my body, tell the Police to ask my dad about it. Mention his extensive substance abuse and all please. Ta.
xxx
Not that my body let me forget. Ooooooh no. It was kinda enough to crash just after I'd handed my Business and Society report in and only actually repaired itself about three hours ago. I can blame this mainly on the gut twisting period that the coil has given me. I may as well have the damn thing taken out anyway. Its worth more in scrap metal then pregnancy protection for me.
On the plus, kuk sool is keeping me focused and uni was keeping me more then busy. I'm starting to lose a little weight, which is good. If I would have carried on eating like I was I would've ended up the size of a house. I hate comfort eating. It is absolutely my worst habit and I must get rid of it.
I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself all of reading week, other then working on my assignments I guess. I'm going to be so bored. The week after my parents are going away and I'll have the house to myself, but I kinda get to thinking "what's the point?" It's just making me feel so empty. I hate being alone, it's not the type of person I am.
I want to fight it, I really do. The way I'm acting now isn't like me at all. I'm convincing myself that I can do this on my own. But I could be very wrong. The offer of antidepressants is very very very very tempting right now. It's not like it'll be much of a sacrifice if it ruins my sex drive again and in a few months time I'll be back to normal. For now though, I'd rather see if I can fight it with nights out, less alcohol and more exercise.
Oh, and if I go missing and they discover my body, tell the Police to ask my dad about it. Mention his extensive substance abuse and all please. Ta.
xxx