I could not relate more to your article. Meds definitely made it a level-field for me- its still hard to get up to face 6 classes to take this semester, but Im able to get myself up. Whereas, two years ago, I was taking 4 and could barely function enough to get anything done.
Fat trimming, barnacle cutting, all of those were implemented without even me fully conscious of it. I keep going back to the idea of getting rid of things (and people etc) and making space for what I truly care about. After graduation (next May!), hopefully I’ll be able to cut off the bits that are left on my university’s campus.
Ive even lost almost 10kgs and definitely lost at least two jean sizes. Im not only happier in general, I have energy to do things that make me happy. Things that make life feel meaningful.
Thank you for sharing your story. Reading others’ stories about their dark times always helps me find balance again, even if Im not severely falling off.
