I decided that for once I'd talk about something other than my fight with depression. Keep in mind that it consumes me in so many different ways, so the word may come up here and there. Don't be alarmed; it won't be the entirety of this blog. So here we go!
I've been extremely motivated lately. After getting out of the Bradley Center, I decided to deflea my entire house so that my fur babies (my two ferrets) won't have to suffer any longer. It was a back breaking process. Vacuuming, sweeping, mopping, spraying, and washing "flea infested" blankets. Lots and lots of sweat and sore muscles. But I ACCOMPLISHED IT, and best of all, I was extremely proud of myself. The ability to be proud of myself isn't something that comes around often.
On another topic, I also got started on my Halloween costume. Most of you know that I am in love with Halloween, and that every year I'm super ashamed of my body, so I never wear what I want. Well guess what? I'm wearing what I WANT this year... and this year, I want to be a sexy unicorn. BAM! Screw my usual body standards. So I took a burlesque outfit that I found on Pinterest that I fell in love with and decided to use it as a spin off for my unicorn. Isn't it incredible?!
Some of you know that because of my depression, I medically withdrew from all my classes. I was almost finished with two of them since they were half semester courses, so I was upset that they didn't put me down as an Incomplete (meaning that now I'd have to do them all over again). Well I decided I wouldn't stand for that. I went to the school, explained my situation, and it resulted in their letting me finish those two classes. All I had left were two exams (which I've already taken last night and passed) and a final project, which I'm almost done with. I'm proud of myself for this too, because I NEVER stand up for myself... especially if it's something that resulted due to my own mistakes. Usually it's because I'm too embarrassed to turn back, but this time, I'm a changed girl.
My last topic will be about my body. I want to start logging in my calories like I used to do, because I know it has helped me lose weight every time before. But dang, it's so darn difficult to remember to do sometimes! I'll try to start a streak, and go from there.
There it is, my blog that only touches slightly on depression. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for those that are there for me through the good moments and the bad!