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livingbarbie · 10 months
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finding a hobby ‧⁺˚*・༓☾
something really key to improving your self esteem and productivity is getting off of that phone !! but i feel like we all know this, and most of us also know that the best way to get off your phone is to find a hobby. this sounds simple enough, but it might be one of the hardest things i've had to do in my growth journey.
finding a hobby can be really difficult for a multitude of reasons:
there are so many possibilities - if you google 'hobbies', you are hit with hundreds (or even thousands) of ideas. while that's promising at first, as you scroll through these lists it can become quite overwhelming and confusing. after ten minutes of scrolling, you're likely to just lay back down and play on your phone again.
lack of interest - the biggest issue for me was simply a lack of interest in ANYTHING. i would scroll through lists on google, tumblr, whatever and nothing at all would catch my eye. this is probably something to do with instant gratification (i don't know much about it), and is most likely a result of the amount of time i spent on my phone doing a whole lot of nothing. either way, know you are not alone in this feeling!
perfectionism - if you do find something that peaks your interest, that's great! however, i know a lot of us struggle with perfectionism. often this can cause you to give up on the hobby almost as quickly as you started it, because you are not outstanding at it immediately. once again, you will probably end up feeling defeated and resort back to your phone.
it took me a long time to be able to push past these obstacles, but once i did it was so insanely rewarding. here are some of the things that helped me to do so:
hide your phone - so silly, but this truly did help. i put my phone in a drawer, and closed it. with my phone out of sight, i couldn't just pick it up out of habit. this forced me to kind of just sit with my boredom, and eventually i found things to do. (usually ended up being something from the MANY lists i had read)
try anything - i mean ANYTHING, anything at all. pick something that didn't really catch your eye at all and just try it. for example. i tried crochet out of boredom. it turned out that i didn't really enjoy it that much, but now i know how to crochet which is kind of cool. just try as many new things as possible, until something sticks.
change your mindset - shift that perfectionist mindset ASAP. find a way to embrace doing things badly. this is way harder than it sounds, but it is so worth it in all aspects of your life. try things and do them badly. learn to accept your bad attempts at things. these hobbies are for you and your enjoyment only, you do not have to show people. the best thing you can do for yourself is give yourself permission to make mistakes.
i have found many hobbies in the past year, some i am more passionate about than others. these are some of my favourites:
reading: an idea you have probably seen everywhere, but it is genuinely a favourite of mine. don't buy into the idea that you HAVE to read in a pretentious way. for many people, classics and books written in the 1800's are not enjoyable and that is perfectly okay. don't be afraid to read something that might seem silly (e.g fantasy, young adult, even children's novels). there is no point in trying to read something you know you probably won't enjoy.
coding: i got into this by accident if i'm being honest, i just got hooked on it when watching my younger brother do something for his digital technology class. this is something i NEVER would've guessed i would like. if you have access to a laptop or a computer, it is so worth trying. there are thousands of free resources online to teach you, and it is super fun learning to code your own little projects.
dance: something i sometimes do in my spare time is learn dances (specifically k-pop dances). i enjoy a lot of k-pop girl group music, so i find learning the dances really fun (and sometimes challenging). i would totally recommend trying this, k-pop or not, as it also doubles as exercise!
learn a language: you can do this in so many different ways, whether you learn the basics of many languages or you dedicate yourself to fluency in a single language. this is such a cool skill to build, and i honestly just find it really fun.
this is a very brief overview of finding a hobby, but the main point i want you to takeaway is to try anything and everything. ultimately, you will not know whether you enjoy something until you try it. please do not feel discouraged when you don't enjoy the first few things you try, there is something for everyone !
stay dreamy, my angels <3
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substanse · 1 year
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hello, i'm both excited to be here and terribly confused by the new (?) tumblr layout, so this is fun. saerom is the name to learn, the fresh new face with the rotting corpse in her closet, at the right point to be loved and despised and consumed whole by the media. the whole package! so check the cut for the abridged biography and wanted connections.
just a quick note: i'm scared of getting suspended because of dms so please add me on d*scord @ bluemonday#1457 or shoot me a quick dm, but i'll still try to reach out to likes eventually 🙏
infidelity cw
park saerom, 26, she/her
actress, a rising starlet situation (think han sohee post the world of the married)
saerom had a pretty solid middle class upbringing. her father is a tenured university professor and has always been rather strict with the education of his children, which has always been the main job of her mother as a stay at home wife. she attended elite schools on scholarships for most of her life. the kids were expected to excel in at least one pursuit outside of school - her younger brother took to baseball, and saerom took to writing.
as a teenager, she expected herself to be a published author by age 20. she won awards and got pieces of poetry published through competitions, but the gratification was never as instant as the self doubt. so her mother getting a card from a talent scout when she was 15 proved to be a very fateful moment in her life.
she had modeled for 3 years by the time she got accepted into film & theater school. all of her time went into school, auditions and work. by her 4th year, she had completely given up writing. it was weird feeling like a failure at age 20, but at least her misery never ran out of company in uni.
that's the state of mind she was in when she met Him. not that it would have been different if she had been fulfilled and happy with her life. she was in love with him. he was married. he was famous, and his wife was famous. and that was how she spent two years of her life, slipping out of her existence to disappear into his.
they break up, she has a her big break as an actress and makes it in the industry, he gets a divorce. two years later, his wife writes a drama about an ugly divorce after the husband cheats on the wife with a younger woman. it's a huge success, another one to her tally. and people start speculating who the other woman had been in real life.
in 2023, gossip girl pinpoints her as the mistress that put an end to a 10 year marriage. they're not the first to do it, but they do it the loudest. it's not air tight enough to be career ending, but it does become something her agents have to deal with. to his credit, he also denies it, they're just friends. and she just needs to keep a low profile and work through the turbulence.
for plots, i'll be very basic and say i'm down for the usuals, so i'll just point out the following:
she's kind of new in the world of celebrity and gossip so it would be fun to link her up with someone more well versed in the area, or people who want to befriend her because she's the hot new thing.
someone who attended high school with her, or worked with her when she was doing her child labor gigs as a model. she wasn't an outcast in high school but she was never in the big parties, nor really hanging out with the most popular people, she was more the type to quietly make fun of them with the one or two only friends she had.
someone she met before she made her big break about 2 years ago and has kept a distance from ever since on advice from her agents.
people who can't stand her holier than thou attitude despite the rumors circulating about her.
"new victims" aka people in relationships who become closer to her, raising suspicions among gg readers.
a before sunrise kind of hetero affair, or a slowburn building lesbian crush, or anything in between. saerom's no stranger to sudden bouts of emotion and bad choices.
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regularpigeon · 2 years
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I started taking hormone replacement 19 years ago, but stopped 7 months ago. I hate not being on it. I'm counting down the days until I get back on it. I'm a mess these days, and that's one of the big contributing factors. The shitty effects I've noticed since having no testosterone in me are no energy, no motivation, exaggerated sadness, frequent crying, thinning beard, weaker muscles, narrower waist, wider hips, no assertiveness or confidence, more social anxiety, and more fun stuff that I don't care to think of. There are few upsides. Hair loss stopped, haven't lost my temper once, much less time wasted with my hand down my pants. Considering these pros and cons, I will never stop taking that magic shit ever again. After so long on it I don't feel like myself at all without it. I miss being big and cocky and not taking shit from anyone. Now I feel like a bullied little kid backing down from every challenge or sign of trouble. I'm so done with it.
I should be getting a vial this week. I can't wait. It's all I can think about. I haven't been working out because it's so much more effort now. But the less I do the more effort it takes, and the more I get discouraged and frustrated, so I do it less. I miss the years I spent just having to imagine lifting weights to gain visible muscle and keeping it for a really long time whenever I stopped working on it. I used to appreciate that about my body, but now that I lost it I realise I didn't appreciate it nearly enough. When I decided to really bulk up a couple of years ago I was shocked at how quickly it happened. I can't fucking wait to get that first shot into me and know that the effort I put in will pay off almost immediately. I'm an instant gratification kind of guy, plus I'm lazy/worn out so I'm stingy about exerting myself in any way. I so regret ever stopping. I felt great about myself even though my wife wasn't interested in me. I didn't need anyone to be because I felt good. Since then I lost 30lbs, I've never felt worse about myself, and she left me for a neighbour who she explained to me won't judge me for being weak because he's understanding. Wait, what? I wouldn't have ever considered that. And also, my strength isn't what it once was, but who said I was weak? Thanks, girl! I'll just think FOREVER about how she thinks he's better than me. She has me all fucked up. When I wanted to try to gain she told me she wasn't into muscular guys but would be okay with it because it was me and she loved me. Then I lost what I gained and she left me for a guy who she brags to me is in better shape and comes over watching videos she takes on her phone of him working out and she wouldn't even glance at me when I did and she lived with me. I'm a fucking mess over this. I am SO looking forward to only needing my own approval again. Being at someone else's mercy is absolutely horrible.
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juvinadelgreko · 3 years
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I'm sorry to bother you, but I saw you reblogged my question and I wanted to ask you something. Do you have an idea or theory as to why the GVF fandom has become so toxic? I'm mostly with the GVF Reddit/Tumblr community and most folks seem pretty chill, but people on Instagram and Twitter are just awful. Is it just an inviable thing with fanbases, including with music?
Not a problem at all! My ask box is always open.
To a certain degree, I think toxicity and overstepping of boundaries are inevitable in fandoms. I have a couple things I think might contribute specifically to the toxicity in this fandom:
Some things specific to GVF:
1) GVF, unfortunately, is dangerously close to boy band territory. They’re four really young, hot dudes making catchy songs. I think this attracts a lot of younger (less mature) fans who don’t always know how to conduct themselves respectfully. This is a problem already, but becomes even bigger when the band in question doesn’t realize they have this kind of following, which leads me to my next points.
2) as much as I love the tight comraderie and history that results from a band being 3 brothers and their elementary school friend, it also results in their family circle being really small and therefore easy to target and stalk online. Their parents have been super generous to us with their stories and social media posts, but again, some people just don’t have boundaries. Unfortunately, it’s really easy to track down everyone close to them because it’s literally just them, a few family members, and their girlfriends.
3) their fan base is incredibly diverse in age and background. They’re the only recent band I can think of whose fans include both 12 year old girls and 60 year old men. Creating content that satisfies all of these people is impossible. They’re at the same time 2 things at once: a modern band in the era of social media and instant gratification and a classic rock band. I don’t think they themselves even realize that; they’re just making music that they love. When you have such a diverse fan base with different ideas about what the band-fan relationship is supposed to look like, it naturally creates tension. I don’t think their methods and messages always make sense to all of their fans, leaving the door open for people to make lots of assumptions about things.
4) people are assholes. Sometimes it’s just that simple!
I hope this answers your question, these are just my theories. Feel free to message me if you want to talk more!
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What an amazing quote to start this week.
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"But if you bury your sadness under your skin instead of letting it out; what else can it do but grow in your veins, to your heart." -Nikita Gill
It gets me thinking about how healing, for me, went into high gear when I quit resisting emotions as they came to me; rather I let them flow to me, then from me. Knowing that the darker feelings will still come along but they'll also go away helps to me work through them; as I know after the darkness comes more light. This too shall pass is the kind of approach I found worked best because it will pass. Feelings are meant to be felt and awareness of them can help you in knowing yourself and what makes you tick. Awareness of our feelings brings about healing by way of self-love, mindfulness, personal growth and emotional maturity.
Healing is crucial for you if you want healthier relationships in the future including those with family, friends and partners.
Starve the Ego; Smother Your Distractions
Today I'm discussing starving the ego, our personal or false self; starving distractions in our relationships, dating, co-parenting, families and friendships. Feeding the soul is more beneficial to your true self; soul work is simply aiming to align with your authentic self, who you are at your core. So here we go, here come some tips that are working for me regarding how and where to begin your own feelings to healing process.
"But if you bury your sadness under your skin instead of letting it out; what else can it do but grow in your veins, to your heart." -Nikita Gill
You cannot pour from an empty cup.
Feelings Bring Healing
Hurt people hurt people! -Russ
Loving yourself enough to give yourself time to heal can help you foster healthier relationships in the future. You really can't love anyone else properly if you are not complete yourself.
Ego is your false self. It is who we want others to perceive us to be. It is the people pleaser in us; the mask we wear for fear that someone will see who we really are. Also known as the shadow or our dark side. We all have one and we all choose whether it gets fed or not. Often, subconsciously, we allow ourselves and others to feed it and if we aren't careful it can take over our authentic self and get out of control if we aren't paying attention.
The quote by Nikita Gill "But if you bury your sadness under your skin instead of letting it out; what else can it do but grow in your veins, to your heart." -Nikita Gill
In life, we all experience these events that bring up emotions that are difficult and painful for us to feel. Then, we do what?
Add another layer of ego to cover it like a band aid?
....put another mask on?
Move on? Suck it up? Get over it? Hold grudges?
Forgive but don't forget? Get angry? Get even? Keep them a secret?
WE NEED TO FEEL THEM, BE IN THEM, LEARN FROM THEM, FACE THEM AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT A WAY TO APPLY THE LESSONS AND HEAL FROM THEM IF NEED BE.
Healing is hard work!
Healing is profound in terms of starving the ego! Not many realize that pain, sadness, sorrow, grief, guilt, abandonment and other low vibration emotions can be hidden behind that mask we wear! It isn't just instant gratification via sex pride ,flirting, compliments, likes on Instagram, Twitter followers, accolades and honors that feed the ego. There are other feelings we all face that we either decide to deal with or we try to hide them away. Maybe because it just plain hurts to feel them or maybe we think they'll fade away or lay dormant never to haunt us again.
I just mentioned SOME of the unhealthy ways we can respond to pain and sadness that feed the ego and not the soul my friends; things that cover them up rather than things that shed light on our issues. While working to truly know oneself we must allow ourself to feel every emotion we have; good and bad. This is what feeds the soul; knowing what makes you tick, what gets under your skin and why ; also recognizing whether your reacting or responding to people out of ego, in authentically or from your soul, out of love.
My goodness, sometimes it isn't pretty when we start shedding old layers ego. Sometimes it's like having nightmares only your awake and living in them. Often, it can be more painful to feel the feeling​s than experiencing the actual pain and hurt the event caused in the first place. However, covering up those feelings for the sole purpose of not feeling them isn't going to do your spirit one bit of good. In fact, it will further crush your spirit crippling you from fulfilling your purpose, knowing who you are and becoming who who are meant to be.
We're Conditioned to Lack Empathy...
Hear these as a child?
✋🛑stop your crying.....
🙏get over it.....
😭Crybaby.....
😪Big girls don't cry ......
😎boys don't have feelings...
🙄Suck it up......
✔️Be a big girl/boy
🤔I'll give you something to cry about.
These are the traditional societal norms we've been conditioned to live by; this is just the false self, hiding behind our emotions and trying not to ever catch feelings.
Fine, don't catch feelings. None of them stay forever anyway. Simply focus on recognizing them, feeling them come to you and then letting them flow past you. While you are having an emotion visit you try to be mindful about why you feel that way, what is the root cause, is it positive or negative? Did it feel comfortable or were you ready for it to pass? How long did it stay? Did you do something that made you feel another emotion instead?
After this pattern of behavior begins, the fed ego and its to toxicity begin to starve your soul, taking you away from your purpose and spirit early on. Often, negative self-talk begins here because though your following society's norm, hiding your feelings, your still feeling them. Therefore, as young children we feel guilt, shame and humiliation because we've been made to feel inferior, weak or sensitive for having emotions.
We further feed our ego and not the soul when we focus only on those events, activities and people that just make us feel good emotions. However, I want the long term benefits of emotional intelligence, don't you?
Instant gratification is what the ego seeks so we must be careful and ask ourselves when deciding, responding or reacting...
These statements so many of us heard growing up about crying being a weakness and hiding our feelings are pivotal moments in our lives. Moments in which many of us were conditioned to avoid feeling pain, sadness, grief or anxiety as opposed to being presented with a handling a life-event lesson or a discussion about what emotions are and how we can use them to evolve into a better version of ourselves.
The results of raising generation after generation in this inauthentic mindset is emotionally unavailable men and emotionally immature women; neither of which know how to communicate in a healthy way. In turn, we see marriages dissolve, friendships fade, family ties get broken. We also fail to forgive, empathize and show compassion to ourselves and others when we choose to hide behind our false self. When we hold emotions in they stay within us and soon become toxicity in our veins but bubbling and ready to erupt.
If so, let's ask ourselves if we are passing this habit of hiding the sadness on to our children?
Would it not be healthier to allow our children to be sad when they are sad and even empathize with them when they are?
We need to reverse that behavior, that choice! We need to choose US, our heart, our soul, our dreams and our healing.
So have the life events, feel all the feelings that come along, process them, get help if needed. Begin to heal from your hurts, don't just bandage them up. For things to change you have to change. Show yourself some love and let others notice the positive changes in you as you gradually heal and grow more emotionally mature.
....is this feeding my soul or my ego?
Also, what will the future or residual benefits of this choice be? If there aren't any, then you can be fairly certain that your just feeding your ego. Your soul may be malnourished and in need of some TLC.
When we choose to cover up pain or sadness, refuse to feel it and then not seek to heal or face the emotions we have..... they remain within us. They fester, they flow through us even while being ignored and they contaminate our actual authentic self and pull is further from our purpose. They remain there, feeding the ego, remember; the ego is who we want to be perceived as, our fake self. If you are a parent, please pause and take a moment to ask yourself if your are suppressing sadness from your own childhood that you need to process ; through the soul this time so you can actually heal.
That's how we can begin to raise kids that aren't ashamed to tell their parents how they feel. Lastly, parents don't hide behind your mask with your kiddos. If you have repressed feelings you need to process be real about it. Be the example. Be the parent you needed when you were that age.
Feelings are just that, feelings. You are going to have them, this is undeniable. When we hide them and feed them to our ever-starving ego , the ego grows; our fake self then grows more confident and the dark side of us, our shadow, gets stronger. Ego will consistently be pulling you further from your divine purpose as long as your feeding it. If you feed the ego , you starve your soul. You can't feed both, it's a choice.
We can all be out here starving the ego more, feeding our souls more nourishing content, living with more zest and having a powerful purpose if we'd be simply commit to peeling that mask off. We gotta stop hiding out inside ourselves; letting that let sadness and pain contaminate our soul.
What will you choose the next time you catch a feeling?? Ego or soul? Will you feel it or will you resist it?
Then, let that soul of yours shine. That's the good stuff!! That's where your purpose is, waiting for you to get Aligned with it!
Personal growth requires growing pains. However, nothing is more painful than remaining in a place you don't truly belong.
Karyn Dee
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...FEEL IT TO HEAL IT AND DON'T QUIT YOUR DAY DREAM LOVELY!
#theintuitivewildflower
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Love you bunches
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oneofiv · 4 years
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"I can't go to Taco Bell, I'm on an all-carb diet! God, Karen! You're so stupid!"
After Devin died I was unemployed and heart broken beyond comprehension. The idea of filling this void with sex felt played out, I wanted to punish myself properly. Subconsciously I had decided the best form of torture would be the thing that would bother her the most. I felt like I was drowning in guilt and my anger for Devin was an anchor. So food, specifically bad food was the way to go. Devin was an amazing chef who chose to live by a locally grown, organic, vegetarian diet. Some people live to eat and others eat to live. Devin and I were the opposite sides of the spectrum. She loved food. I ate because I had to. I wasn't a particularly good cook and I am someone who relishes instant gratification, so quick service food had become my way of life. Can you imagine how much that bothered her? Me, someone she cared about deeply and her biggest passion in life at odds. Because for her it was only about eating the better tasting food it was about eating the food that was better for you. So after Devin died, of course I didn't get my act together or live my life in a way she'd be proud of. I ate and ate and ate. It was a regular occurrence for me to hit multiple drive-thru's a day. But it wasn't just the food, I started drinking more. In true hypocrite fashion, I was too arrogant to think it was an actual issue. I actually didn't recognize my issue with alcohol until the boyfriend and I got together about two and a half years after she left. All that time I beat myself up in the worst way possible.
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When we moved to LA in January of 2017 I was at my heaviest. I actually don't know the exact number because I couldn't bring myself to get on a scale until I had started getting back to the gym. When I eventually stepped on the number staring back at me was 225 pounds. I decided to document that moment with a set of photos that I hoped I would look back on later in life and see how much progression I had made. But my gut (pun intended) told me that was most likely not going to happen. I had been struggling with my weight since I was about 22 years old. The year I started drinking beer. I would count calories and do two a days at the gym for weeks straight and then something minuscule would throw me off track. And because I was incapable of cutting myself some slack I would aggressively fall off the healthy wagon until I got fed up again with my appearance a few months down the line. So really after almost a decade of that pattern was I really confident that these would ever become "before" pictures?
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Shortly after moving here my brothers and I got into CrossFit, which if you knew me back then was absolutely hilarious, for multiple reasons. Besides being scared of embarrassing myself in a room full of beasts I was nervous of hurting myself. I have struggled with back and knee issues since I was a teenager because despite my appearance at the time I was actually an athlete at one point. From the ages of 23 to 30 I would average that I threw my back out 3 times a year. And were talking complete debilitation! Stuck on the floor, have to get a shot in your spine kind of pain. To my surprise, I not only didn't hurt myself but I seemed to have strengthened my back. Since being back in LA I haven't thrown out my back once (knocking on all that wood again)! CrossFit came to an abrupt end after Quinn's accident (another story for another time). But without him able to go I lost my interest in going alone.
During the time at CrossFit I did manage to get stronger and improve my stamina but I wasn't losing weight the way that I had hoped. That's because weight loss is never about just exercise or dieting. It is about living a healthy lifestyle. Its about finding the balance. So while I wasn't eating as bad and I was working out more than I had ever done, I was still making poor life choices. People joke about the LA lifestyle but until you actually live here its really hard to describe. Hedonism. I became the person who went out and got fucked up on a Tuesday night with a bunch of people much younger than me. I was living in a false reality. The biggest lesson I think most people who live in LA learn is to find the balance between fun and a thriving life. So many people I know have gotten lost in this world. I know people who are sober now because this town drove them to find solace in a substance. I also watch people live risky lifestyles while pushing 35. There is no typical trajectory here. Some  people figure it out and some don't.
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A few months before meeting the boyfriend I began to recognize the path I was on and started making changes towards getting my act together. I found a proper doctor and talked about my mental and physical health. We discussed all the medications I had unsuccessfully tried in the past. And after a few meetings and some testing we found a medication I had never attempted before. I don't ever want to say it was because of drug that I got my shit together but being properly medicated was like pulling back the curtains and debuting my true self. Its curbed my self loathing mind set and has allowed me to treat myself with kindness. I mentioned that when I would inevitable fall off the wagon I would get so critical of myself that it took me months to bounce back. I am thankfully not that person anymore. Oh I for sure fall off the wagon every now and then. I mean I still find myself in the occasional drive-thru but instead of hating myself for not having self control I cut myself some slack. I stopped putting such hard restrictions on myself. Some people can operate that way. Regimented and structured. I am not that girl! 
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I managed to lose at least 35 pounds before starting to date the boyfriend. This is the point where I think the biggest change happened for me. This boyfriend of mine is sober. He made the decision to change after several years of the LA lifestyle got to be too much. I admire him for so many things but making this proactive choice and sticking to it all these years is one of the biggest. Until we started dating I wouldn't have said I was someone who drank a lot. For certain, never in excess. I know people who drink in excess, that's not me. But when you start spending all your free time with someone who doesn't drink and tries to avoid situations that are heavy booze or drug fueled it shines a HUGE light on your former habits. I stopped having a few beers after work, or drinking when going out to dinner. I wasn't getting fucked up on Tuesday nights anymore. I was spending less time with people who were in the thick of the LA life. This is when the weight began to really fall off. I met this with a bit of shock. You mean to tell me, that years of dieting and hours spent at the gym were completely in vain until the alcohol dried up? This formula is obviously not going to have the same effect across the board but apparently for me my biggest hurdle in the decade long weight loss struggle was alcohol. Mind blown!
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It has been 3 years since moving back to LA and since stepping foot on that scale with 225 flashing back at me I am down to a healthy, but still squishy 155. My once delusional goal was to get back into single digit jeans, which I am at a size 8, has now evolved into no real number goal. I just want to keep going. I don't ever want to stop this progress. I know the ebb and flow will continue. But it seems I have cracked my code. Continue to put my mental health first, remember to forgive myself when I inevitably make mistakes, surround myself with people who have my best interest in mind, and stay in the balance I have found.
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