Brand spanking new dementia

Welcome to the new me! Yay! I don’t think the last entry was brought on by a lack of sleep cos I still feel the same. And to celebrate the new me, I asked my mom if she still thinks I’m a failure. She said I’m not anymore and encouraged me to go go go. So that’s good. At least I know what she thinks of me now. And I told her that I don’t want the balloon thiny surgery to lose weight. If I’m going to have a surgery, it will be a boob job because even if I am fat, I am flat chested. It just looks like I have big boobs but it’s just fat. And I told mom to just accept my body cos I’m fine with it. I’m happy the way I look. I don’t overindulge. I don’t eat too much except when I am stressed and jittery. And I don’t think I will be eating more because what made me jittery in the first place is all those kept emotions. So that’s that. I also emailed Louie about something but I don’t think she’ll mind that. I guess Phoebe helped me reach this new me. We went out last night and talked til 4am. It was an okay night for me.

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2 Responses to “Brand spanking new dementia”

  1. animae says:

    Go, K, Go! I support your emotional liberation; I’m rooting for you!

  2. dementia says:

    Thanks, Mae. Much appreciation coming from me :)

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