That's a hard thing to maintain. Extra props to those who can...so I'm taking a more relaxed stance to my blog titles. Lyrics when I can think of something...then just anything else that pops to mind otherwise.
WARNING: rather personal content to follow!
I have PMS. I have dealt with increasingly difficult PMS for the past several years...bloating, fatigue, sore breasts, crazy-monkey-anxiety, and my favorite, an increase in poor body esteem. Since I started taking birth control, this has mostly gone away. But last night, feeling a bit unwell, I curled up on my bed and the thought crept in (which hasn't crept in since my anti-depressants kicked in) that I was fat.
Now there is some reality to this...I've discussed it before. But there definitely is a correlation between my feelings about my body and my hormonal fluctuations. Of course, it probably didn't help that I watched Domino last night. Keira Knightley is not a friend when it comes to my body image!
There's nothing to do about this, really. Although I did wear an outfit today that consistently gets compliments. But mostly, I just have to wait for the changing of the hormones to kick in.
One blessed side-effect of my anti-depressants...I don't get that crazy-monkey-anxiety anymore. You can't know how much I hated that.
9 days and about 6 hours until I'm flying away!