Everyone always tells me they’re so jealous of my high metabolism mostly because it also means I can eat pretty much anything whenever and not worry at all about gaining a bunch of weight- and like- I do actually get it from their point of view- but honestly it actually really fucking sucks-
For one it actually means I struggle big time with making sure im not UNDER weight because my body feels like it just wont ever gain ANY I stg- and from my other shit like adhd n stuff I really suck at eating enough as is which makes the lack of weight gain EVEN WORSE 😭
BUT ALSO EATING PROBLEMS OR NOT!!!!!! HIGH METABOLISM SUCKS ASS TOLERANCE WISE!!! Like tolerance for literally ANYTHING. I have to put WAY higher quantities of ANY substance into my body to get even just a normal base effect the average dose/amount is supposed to have- ALSO MEANING THAT SHITS WAY MORE EXPENSIVE- I have to use more weed to get high than usual (even my FIRST EVER time with it I had to do a SHIT ton before it effected me at a base level)
I need to have higher med doses most of the time- they have to shoot fucking extra novocaine into me even ??????? cause my metabolism is just THAT fucking fast-
AND THEN ALCOHOL- OBVI IT HASNT CHANGED SINCE THEN- BUT THE VERY FIRST TIME I WENT OUT WITH FRIENDS AND GO DRUNK- THEY BOUGHT ME 3 REALLY STRONG FUCKING DRINKS- AND 5 FUCKING SHOTS- 5!!!!! BEFORE I FINALLY GOT ACTUALLY TIPSY-
DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THAT IS???!! IF I WANT TO GET A NICE NORMAL DRUNK OR EVEN TIPSY AND BUZZED SO I CAN BE MORE SOCIAL AND COMFORTABLE- IT COST SO MUCH MORE FUCKING MONEY!!!!!!!!!
AND THE DRUNKS AND THE HIGHS ALL WEAR OFF WAY FUCKING FASTER BECAUSE MY BODY IS METABOLIZING IT SO FAST
HIGH METABOLISM IS FUCKING HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I wanted to talk about it but I didn't feel right telling my friends elsewhere since a couple were trying to lose weight (safely) for health reasons, but I saw at the doc today that I gained about 5 pounds ;u; Which despite trying really hard is the most I've managed to put on in a few years since all the Health Hell started, so I'm really glad & hope it sticks!
I still need about 10-15 lbs more to be at my healthy goal weight but if I can keep this, it's a good sign we might finally be getting the worst of my illness/flare-ups under control c':
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the absolute TRAVESTY of finding our boobs have Shrunk Some
cruelty
shame upon body
jail for body, jail for 1,000 years >:|
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I’m just gonna write this here because it’s been living rent free in my mind for..*does the math* eight years. Gross eight years, I’m fucking old. Anyway, this happened when I was at the ripe age of 16. That time where your insecurities are at an all time high and everything sucks and you’re pretty sure no one will ever love you.
For some reason, I had gotten this burst of confidence and thought: “hell yeah, I think I’ll wear a bikini for the first time this summer”. I had my own job and ordered this real cute floral one online. I also ordered a shirt I liked and waited with bated breath for my package to arrive. It came in a box, I brought it home, my mom asked “Hey, what did you get?”
I wasn’t quite ready for everyone to know about my confidence boost so I just said “A shirt”, to which she replied “There’s no way only a shirt came in that box, you’re lying. Tell me now”. My my, quite some aggression right of the bat. My fear and anxiety skyrockets and I tell her I got a bathing suit. Well she wants to see it…great. So I show it to her…she wants me to put it on…awesome.
This new found confidence of mine has plummeted within seconds as I put on the suit. Suddenly it’s too tight, I’m sucking in my gut, and I put on a pair of shorts to maybe hide my shame.
“I’ll wear these shorts with it,” I tell her. She’s just…staring at me. There’s clear disgust I’m sure. I can see it in her eyes. It’s taking everything in me not to cry. She tells my sister to hand her the iPad so “I can take pictures so you can see what you look like”
She makes me turn around, gets all my bad angles. At this point I’m hoping to drop dead soon.
After she finishes clicking away, she hands me the iPad and says “Now go look at yourself”. I shamefully rush to my room and close the door. I don’t need to look at the pictures because I already know I’m a fat, ugly pathetic mess. So once I stop crying enough to where I can breathe, what else is there to do except cut the emotions away? Cut them out. Bleed them out. Make everything go away with thin lines on my thighs.
I’ve never spoken of this with my mom. Never brought up this event since it’s happened. In her mind, she’s justified because I lied to her so…this was an apt punishment I guess. It’s something that’s stuck with me for years. How could it not? It’s one of those defining moments you look back on when you realize why your self confidence is so fucked up. Why you’re so critical over yourself. Even now, writing it out, all those emotions are running back and I’m hating myself again.
Just gotta fight it. I need be to nicer to that 16 year old girl. I have to show her the kindness my mother didn’t.
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Making a blanket statement of 'no one can lose weight without starving themselves' veers into some serious 90s fad diet culture bullshit. Like sure, you might think you're just saying that trying to lose weight is worthless BUT there will be people who hear that and then starve themselves to try and lose weight which is extremely dangerous.
There are safe, healthy, and sustainable ways to work on weight loss IF that is a needed thing for some people. Please do not think starving yourself is the only answer and don't let anyone else tell you so.
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