You know, even I'm starting to get annoyed by how serious some of my posts are. But I am doing another one. Don't really know why, but some serious things have been (sort of) happening, plus I can't think of what else to do and I really don't want to fail BEDA. I'm a bit pathetic like that. I'm gonna be hilarious tomorrow though. H.i.l.a.r.i.o.u.s. Just not today.
So the last two days I've been feeling kind of blah. Wasting large amounts of time googling things like "Sims 2 vs Sims 3" and "Is Hufflepuff really lame?" and "Can you re start Pottermore to get a different house?" You can see I'm still very tender about the whole thing. Also I'm having to wear my glasses which I really don't like. Plus I haven't been outside in years. All these things add up to me feeling quite sad. But one thing I've been feeling ultra sad about recently is the way I look, and more seriously... weight. Without me noticing it's been getting rather a lot higher and moving into numbers I'm not soo happy with. As much as I try to ignore it and eat salt and vinegar pringles it won't leave me alone.
I've had the same issues before, at around the same time last year. The thing was last year I decided I was going to lose all this weight. Good idea in theory but not very good in practice. My idea was to eat less and exercise more. All good so far. Funnily enough I started getting obsessed. Weighing myself 2-4 times a day. When my weight would go up I would be in a bad mood. When it went down I would be in a good mood. It was starting to dictate my whole life. This is when it was bad. I never lost too much weight but it did start to become one of the most important things in my life which is really bad.
So now I'm in a pickle you see. I'm not one for doing things half way. And I'm worried that if I try to lose weight the Izzy from last year will be back- checking her BMI on her phone at midnight. I'm worried if I don't lose the weight my day tomorrow is going to be blah and tomorrow will turn into weeks and weeks will turn into months, and during this I will lose any self confidence I may or may not own.
The thing is I know so much importance shouldn't rest on this decision. But unfortunately the world and the media has cultivated a world where looks is a big thing. And although I can see through this deception I can't quite get myself to think outside of the deception.
Help would be very nice. I love ALL of you reading this, especially when it's so serious and boring.
PS There isn't even a picture here. I can feel your disappointment before even pressing publish.
PPS Also if you could let me know if Sims 3 is better than Sims 2 that would also be incredibly helpful.