Back to the Shrink!
So the latest self analysis bout has begun. I've been thinking seriously about going back to see a shrink. Not for depression, oh no. I'm pretty happy these days. However...
Maybe I actually am anorexic. I don't really think I am. Yeah, sure, I'm kind of obsessive about my weight. However, given the fact that I am overweight, and have always been overweight since late childhood, I think I have a solid right to be obsessive about my weight. If I were underweight and believed I still needed to lose weight, then I believe I should be concerned. I am currently at 150 pounds. I started getting serious about this when I hit 175ish. Since leaving home, I've gone from 170 to 150. My family is all convinced that I'm anorexic. I also do not intend to stop losing weight until I am sitting dead level on 140. At about 5 feet, 8 inches tall with my body build, 140 is at the upper end of a healthy, normal weight. Yeah, I'm pretty f**king obsessed with it. But, until I have a flat stomach (though I'd prefer that wonderful slight concavity), I will not be a happy camper.
So yeah, psh, I don't think I'm anorexic, and I think it only matters what I think. My mom was telling me that she's not really all concerned about it, just that she wants me to be happy the way I am and not think that I have to change to make other people happy.
Also, I believe I'm going to diagnose myself as ADD cause that's the only thing that would account for my inability to stay interested in anything. Perhaps if I'm properly medicated I won't be so apathetic about important things. Then again, I don't really care. Haha, see? Apathy, woot.
Anyway, I have become disinterested in writing this entry. Therefore, I'm going to go find something that amuses me. Bye!
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