i love how the little things can make the biggest difference. i havent been in the best of moods lately. not that anything was majorly wrong, i was just letting my inner voice take over and it wasnt being very positive. however, after speaking to him and explaining what was wrong i feel about a million times better. its not like he told me anything i didnt already know, its just that i need a reminder every so often. it seems that without them i seem to let my mind wander and it usually likes to head toward negativity-ville. im working on that tho.
so later on last night he decided to turn on his webcam. ive only been on mine twice before that. both times as short as they were, coincidentally enough, were with him. after a few minutes he coaxed me into turning mine on. lets put aside the fact that i had on a considerably bright pink shirt and two lovely spots on my face, both of which just happened to pop up earlier in the day yesterday like they knew something was gonna go down later on. fuckers. regardless of that, im not happy with how i look. im still on my diet, i still havent lost anything more than the thirty pounds ive previously mentioned. i was feeling a bit self-conscious. still, when we went thru all that shit last year i told him any questions he had, any requests whatever the case is id answer it or do it cause i owed him that much. and its true, i did. dont get me wrong, i dont feel obligated to do anything, he is however my best friend and he stuck by me when he could have told me to fuck off. so on went my webcam, bright pink shirt and all.
i admit, its a bit awkward at first. i had brought up going on cam a few weeks ago. of course at the time tho i hadnt planned on doing it quite so soon. i was hoping to maybe have lost more weight by then. dont tell anyone.. but i kind of like that were doing it now. for one, it truly is one of the best motivations. i can see myself the entire time and tho it does make me a bit self-conscious, at the same time it motivates me to really stick to the diet and my exercises. and itll allow him to see the progression as well. plus, itll help me to be less shy once i do head off to england. how can you be shy around someone who has been seeing you on webcam for x amount of months? you cant. well, you can, but it definitely wouldnt be the same kind of shyness.
what it all boils down to tho is that regardless of how self-conscious i am or what i look like, hes my best friend. it doesnt matter if my hair isnt right, if i have a couple spots on my face, if im feeling less than pretty [which is often, for now].. he doesnt care. because despite all that, bright pink shirt included, im still amazing. tho i might not always see it shine thru, i know at least one person does. and much like the lotus blossom, i need to work my way up thru the mud until i can break thru and see for myself once and for all how fucking awesome i actually am. until then tho, im not going to let a little self-consciousness get in my way.. at least thats the plan! just gotta keep my goals in mind and right now the only goal i have is england.
Don’t be afraid to be amazing.
Andy Irwin

this year is all about revolutions! thats right, fuck resolutions. this is the year of change. its time for me to really get on the case. i slacked a little on my diet with everything that was going on with my family, plus the holidays. it all just was bad timing and i got off track. no more of that tho! mid august is my deadline for getting to my goal weight and i WILL get there because i WILL be going to england to see him then. my funds are coming along nicely, including my spare change jar. now its time to start preparing. i need to look shit up for this trip.. its not something i can do last minute.
a little over a month to be exact. sorry for the delay in posts, but this time there is a legitimate reason. unfortunately, its a reason i wish i didnt have. two days after my last post my family received some bad news. it was 2am and i couldnt sleep, neither could he. so we were hanging out online together. the phone rang. without thinking i said, “its either my brother or something happened.” i couldnt quite make out the conversation being held. the only words i heard were ‘investigation’ and ‘in his sleep’. i already knew, but didnt want to jump to any conclusions. then i heard it.. my ma crying. everyone has heard their mother cry at some point or another.. not like this tho. unless youve been in a similiar situation. her cry was so.. raw. it hit me in a way ive never experienced before and it broke my heart to hear it.