stupid thoughts of the day.

at work today, one of our usual weekenders was shopping and I ended up cutting her fabric. we got to talking and long story short, she used to be a model. now, this woman has to be in her late 50s now and nearing 300 pounds. something she said to me really stuck: “I used to be thin”. used to…? I NEVER want to have to say “used to be thin”. I want to say “I used to be out of shape.”

maybe it’s the monthly raging psycho hormones that are making me overthink this pointless statement from a stranger, or maybe my newfound desire to take better care of myself… but this has been on my mind all freaking day.

now I’m feeling like I should be more conscious about what I eat and I’m thinking about setting up a daily workout regimen. I never want to say “I used to be thin”. ever.

oh, hate me all you want for this. I don’t want to be disgustingly thin. I want to be healthy. judge all you want. take it the wrong way. get offended. no fucks are given on my side.

on a slightly depressing note, I have to make this stupid Facebook. and I really don’t want to. ugh. ugh. ugh. but! I spent almost 3 hours chatting with my Narmy today and I am going to bed in a good mood! goodnight! :)