The bad news: I’ve gained ten pounds in the past six weeks due to stress eating/lack of exercise.
The good news: I no longer regard gaining weight as the worst thing that could happen to me. Seriously, maybe six months ago this would have destroyed me.
Nothing like a lil’ existential crisis to give yourself some perspective on body image! That being said, although I’m not falling apart over this, I’m also not thrilled. And I genuinely feel better when I’m working out and eating right. So it’s time to get back on track.
Compassion fatigue+existential depression. 25 is a really fun age, guys!!!!!!!!!!!!
No but really, this morning I read a Buzzfeed list (Buzzfeed, ugh, I know, but still) called something like “27 Signs That You Are in an Existential Crisis” and identified with every single one. And then it was just kind of like “DUH HOW DID I NOT REALIZE THIS SOONER”.