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thedankfaerie · 4 years

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i am posting this here because i am tired of burdening my boyfriend with my feelings. this is a little nsfw. and this is my call for help. i dont know who to talk to anymore about this.

i need someone to hear what i feel

or at least, a free space to say what i feel

im in a low place. i feel so awful about myself and my body and i hate this feeling. i hate that this time last year, i was so happy about the way i looked. i was working this awful job that had me so overworked and overtired and poorly treated that i skipped meals and slept through meals regularly... i lost so much weight from stress in just a year and was the skinniest i had ever been. mentally, i was not in a good place being exploited by my managers... but my self esteem re: my body was at a new level i never knew could exist for me.

last year, i felt powerful and confident about my body, and i expressed that through sexuality. i was fucking my ex that i still liked (i grew out of wanting him back, but he never did, and it was nice to have the upper hand). i was also fucking an old fwb that i stayed friends with, that was also recently single, so we reunited again at the perfect time. i was also seeing this one guy (now my boyfriend) so if ever i got tired of the sex i at least was able to calm down and settle down with someone who genuinely wanted to know me. of course, i ended up catching feelings for this guy, and cut off the other two to pursue something more serious (we are now dating and are moving in together next month!) anyways, it was so nice to be wanted. to feel... i guess sexy? sex is empowering. and it shouldn’t be taboo to say that as a woman, or anyone really. i dont want to give off the message that a woman’s validation is fueled by men’s desire - but hey, don’t you feel flattered when someone thinks you’re attractive? desire and lust aren’t everything... but they matter. and they have an impact on how you feel about yourself, whether or not you believe me when i say that is up to you.

and i hate that i would gladly put myself through the stress that i did just to feel happy about my body. before the summer ended, i finally had enough and i quit my shitty job. i was jobless for a month, but was able to enjoy the rest of the summer with my new ‘skinny’ body - last year i took my first bikini picture ... a 2 piece! i have never done that. i still think about how happy i was that summer to look and feel good about myself.

i have struggled with self esteem issues since highschool. i always felt like i was too big. i used to follow all these blogs of pretty people and try to copy their poses to feel pretty and i used to spend hours after school trying on short dresses and clothes to stare at my body in the mirror. i used to starve myself to the point of literally wanting to faint on the daily, until finally i admitted it to one of my teachers. she respectfully asked if i wanted to speak with the school guidance counsellor, and i declined. but she encouraged me to speak up to at least a friend, so i did, and it helped, and for a long time, i was okay. after i graduated that teacher still checked up on me for a few years every now and again.

4th year university was when i realized how much i had let myself go. i was the heaviest i had ever been, it was my graduating year, i was looking for a job and was always worried about my grades. every time i was stressed or every time i needed to study i bought pad thai and bubble tea. a ritual. i didnt realize how much that had caught up to me until i saw old pictures of myself. at this point, i started my (shitty) job, straight out of graduation.

i actively avoided scales, i didn’t like looking at the number because it just made me upset. and i already felt upset looking in the mirror, i didn’t need something else to make me upset. but i did. and i was 20 pounds heavier than i was in highschool - the heaviest i had ever been.

i cried.

i didnt do much about it. i was too busy. my first job out of uni was a brand new daycare and i was head teacher of a toddler class - also i was the only staff on floor since there were not as many kids. there was nobody to train me, at all. i had to teach myself everything. i had no time.

a little while before starting the job, i met this guy. he was so hot, but such a dick - we had a “thing” but it was so toxic. he started off interested in me, but i turned him down. his attitude changed and he started being a douche, but we became friends because we were seeing each other so often. i didn’t have a car yet. he was driving me everywhere. he lived 5 minutes away. he was the type of friend that would text me “im outside, lets go out”. we hung out as friends at first, we would have “study dates”, until we started hooking up. we acted like a thing but he denied we were ever one - but got mad at me whenever i tried to look elsewhere. but i guess in that time, it was nice to be wanted, especially by someone so attractive.

but again, a year in that shithole job went by fast. i would stay late after work. i would come in on weekends. i was expected to not only help new kids transition, but train new partners. and given that my supers refused to support me, i watched a lot of people quit due to pressure. i had to keep retraining. and kids kept coming. that never stopped. i can honestly say my class wasn’t settled until december, and i started in september. everyday it was ‘its fine, it will get better’.

a year in that shithole, with 0 support, and i lost all the weight i gained - and more. i was the skinniest i had ever been. even in highschool. i looked at old pictures of myself from when i started the job at my heaviest. i couldnt believe that was me. and i was so happy looking at myself in the mirror. for once!

after i quit that job, i started another job that i hoped would be a happy ending.

and it wasn’t. it stressed me out just as much. i also moved out by this point, a month after i started this job. my hours are whack. 7-9, 11:30-6. i woke up early and got home late. i never had free time. my last shift at my old job was 7-3:30 and i had the whole day to myself. im someone that needs social interaction and alone time, and by the time i got home i was so tired, i would just cook, clean, shower, and go to bed. and that was my life. sometimes i would get so tired that i couldn’t cook, i just went and ate out. i tried to make personal time with my friends after work but by the time i reached their house, it was late, and places were closed. and id have to leave early anyways because i had work early the next day... so fast food was the only way to make this work. on top of this, this was the most difficult class that i had ever had. the kids behaviours’ were so difficult and i couldn’t handle it. i would cry in my car 3x a week. i would cry 4 minutes before my shift starts in the washroom and walk out and pretend i was okay. i would have my boyfriend come over as much as i could just so i could cry in his arms. i couldnt leave this job because i had just moved out and having a consistent rent payment was a huge responsibility for me. as well, if you know anything about ECEs in canada, just know we make shit pay. but this job pays me better than most ECE jobs... by a landslide. AND gives me benefits, which is so hard to find. i am still at this job - i was at my breaking point at the time covid started, so i was rejoicing when we closed for covid. i havent worked since march, but i needed that time off so desperately.

with that being said, i gained the weight back.

not everything, but i definitely could tell i was packing on some pounds.

cue covid.

i havent worked since march. i fell back into a lazy routine of ordering fast food. lying in bed. resting. just enjoying NOT dealing with my difficult class.

but i gained it all back. and i think im back at my heaviest weight. i picked up all my summer clothes from last year from my moms... half of them dont fit me. my favourite pair of shorts won’t close. i just sat and cried in a mess of clothes on my floor in front of the mirror. this was last week.

im trying to tell myself, ‘you’re in the middle of a global pandemic, go easy on yourself’... but do you know what it’s like to finally get what you’re chasing, and have it be taken away from you? i finally had a taste of what it was like to look AND feel good about myself. something ive wanted since i was a teenager...and it’s gone. it’s my fault and i accept that, so please don’t tell me i did this to myself. i know i did. but i can still be upset about it. i look in the mirror and i try to suck my stomach in and pretend nothing changed but its not the same. i see old pictures of myself, especially that bikini pic. ironically, i captioned it “i will never have the confidence to take a bikini pic again”... and here we are. i look at the clothes i wore last year and remember how fucking good i felt wearing them. i try putting them back on and seeing my stomach bulging and my arms looking fat and my love handles, something i didn’t see last year. and i just take them off and opt to wear something frumpier that doesnt hug my figure.

i try to tell people about how i feel but i cant take those ‘love yourself and all your flaws’ campaigns seriously. i dont think i can listen to another ‘you have to just keep faking it until you make it and if u just tell urself ur beautiful u will feel beautiful!’

because if you’re me, you know you cant kid yourself. if you’re me you can’t ‘love every flaw’. you fixate on them. and you let them define you. and if youre me, flaws are all you see.

i hate myself for getting back to this point.

i have a very supportive boyfriend that knows about all this, who is trying to actively get me to go on runs with him. we are trying to go for walks more and be out and about. he reminds me of little things, like if we are getting bubbletea he will suggest i go with less sugar. he is trying, we are trying. and i appreciate him so much.

today i complained in my car about this to my boyfriend, again. for the millionth time. and he still was supportive. but i just feel like i cant keep doing this to him. he said something today, which i think was him trying to give me a reality check to show me that i cant just wish i could starve myself and overwork myself to lose weight and call it a day... but it stung. he said “i don’t want to be with someone that’s not healthy. i have standards too” and i realized then he deserves so much better than to fucking babysit my complaining ass. i am 24. and i shouldnt be putting this on him. he is an adult with problems just as real as mine and i shouldnt be burdening him with this anymore.

im scared to talk to him about how that comment made me feel, because he’s so right, and he has every right to leave me. i would honestly. the amount that i worry and fixate on all my flaws and complain and have crying breakdowns about this is not fucking normal. and it shouldnt be his problem. i just want him to be with someone that doesnt give him this baggage. he met me in my ‘prime’ days when i just started getting my skinny body last year. when we finally started dating, we were super sexually active. and i mean, having sex like 15 times a week. im not kidding. now we havent had sex in almost an entire month. i dont feel sexy anymore and its impacting my sex drive.. he tries to start it with me and i just can’t because i feel like he is probably repulsed by my body. this is a huge huge huge problem, seeing as sex was a huge part of our relationship (we are very emotionally in tune with one another, but sex was a great addon because we both love it so much). i hate the way i look without clothes on. i cant bring myself to do it because it makes me feel like shit about myself.

but we are moving in together next month. and that is a huge step. and i am worried that i will never change, and he’s going to feel like he’s stuck with me because he’s moving 40 minutes away from his hometown to live with me. i almost want us to break up so he can be with someone with less baggage but i also love him and i want to be better for him and for us.

someone please help me.

#help #lol

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moonflower-in-thailand-blog · 7 years

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Chiang Mai (New City)

Since I have a two week break between camp and the start of school, I decided to travel to the north side of the country. This last week I stayed at a place called the Ruen Come In Resort and Spa. I paid for an all-inclusive yoga retreat at 48,000 baht. Does that sound like a lot? I have never been on a yoga retreat, but I have done a lot of research in the past trying to go to one. In the United States, a 5-7 day yoga retreat can cost upwards of 2,000-4,000 dollars. Usually those deals include accommodations and some meals, but any additional spa treatments or excursions would cost extra. When I booked my retreat for here in Chiang Mai, I knew I was getting a good deal, but just for the fun of it, I am going to try to run some numbers. I apologize in advance for the dryness of this post.

For starters, 48,000 baht is about 1,400 dollars. Already, I am spending a significantly less amount of money for the same thing I would get back in the states. This all inclusive retreat includes 7 nights accommodation, airport pickup & dropoff, all meals (breakfast, lunch, & dinner-- & snacks!) daily yoga and meditation sessions, spa treatments, and excursions into the city. When I arrived at the airport, there was someone holding a sign with my name waiting to take my luggage. It was a short drive to the hotel, where the staff greeted me with fresh coconut juice and gave me an itemized schedule for my week.

Accommodations: Traditional Thai Teak Wood Resort (ruencomein.net)

I paid for a single room, but was upgraded upon arrival at no additional cost to the grand suite. The suite itself is 5,800 baht (~$173) per night. Therefore, seven nights would cost about 40,600 baht (~$1,213).

Meals: Traditional Thai (Vegetarian)

The meals have been very delicious, healthy, and quite filling. I have not eaten outside of the resort once this entire week. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner have all been served with three courses; appetizer, entree, dessert. Also, they give me fresh pressed juices and coconut water daily. I am just guessing on the pricing here, but let’s say that each meal costs between 200-300 baht (~$6-9). Multiply that 3x a day over 7 days and you get 4200-6300 baht (~$125-188) for the week.

Yoga & Meditation:

6 private yoga sessions and 3 private meditation sessions. One yoga class here costs 350 baht (~$10) and I doubt the hour long meditation sessions cost that much, but I can’t find a price, so let’s just say the same for private mediations sessions. For the week, 3150 baht (~$94).

Spa Treatments:

I have been spoiled rotten by this beautiful tiny Thai woman who has been my therapist this week. After every massage, she braids my hair and takes pictures with me. Then, she brings me hot tea with a small snack and leaves by giving me a hug and a kiss. I love this woman!

1 Aromatherapy (1500 baht) ~$44

2 Traditional Classic Thai Massage (1200 baht each) ~$70

2 Aromatic Oil Massage (1700 baht each) ~$100

1 Reflexology (900 baht) ~$26

Sauna session (no price)

1 Facial and Skin Nourishing bath (no price)

1 Body Scrub & Massage (no price)

Excursions:

Private Van and Guided Tour of Doi Suthep Temple (1600 baht) ~$47

I got to visit the most famous and historical temple in Chiang Mai. I learned about Buddhism, Temples, Monk Hood, Beliefs and other relevant topics. It was a really nice experience. I learned a lot and really got me thinking about the Buddhist culture and made me want to know more.

Chiang Mai Historic Bike Tour (1250 baht) ~$37

This is a super old city with a very rich history. I was fascinated! My tour guide, Gun, was so patient with me while I asked a million questions about the Buddha, monks, and Chiang Mai history. After visiting Doi Suthep I had a ton of questions and he really helped me understand a lot of different things. I will work on another post about my perception of Buddhism for another day.

Thai Cooking Class (1500 baht) ~$44

This was a special experience in which I was taken to a market to buy ingredients to make traditional Thai meals. I got to choose what I wanted to make, so I chose Pad Thai, Green Curry, and Tom Kha (Coconut soup). I also got to make a dessert, so I chose to make sticky rice with mango which has quickly become my favorite treat here in Thailand!

The class was about 4 hours long and the teacher walked us through all of the steps from grinding up the curry paste to crushing up our own coconut sugar. Afterward, we had to eat all the food. That was challenging!

So overall, I could have paid close to 60,500-62,600 baht (~$1,805-1,868) if I had paid for each individual item. So, the way I see it is that, I saved just over $400 by booking the inclusive deal.

Man! That was kind of exhausting. I don’t like crunching numbers, but I was curious about the value I was getting, so there it is. I got a really good deal for the amount of things I got to do in while in Chiang Mai. I spent most of my time in the spa and yoga room just relaxing, but I also got to go out and see the city. Outside of the resort, I went to some cool bars and big markets. I really enjoyed my time there and I know it won’t be my last.

Now, time to enjoy my time in Pai.

Love,

Moonflower

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