Feeling Good vs. Looking Good

I have always been told by my current boyfriend that I look beautiful even when I am waking up and haven’t gotten ready for the day. It is a wonderful thing to hear and know that no matter what I look like that he will love me. But actually feeling like I am that pretty is a totally different story. I look at myself and think I could look better or I should work out or I should eat better.
Motivation is my problem. Yes I feel great when I know I eat well or after a great workout but actually getting there or thinking other food looks better than that apple is my problem. There is always something that looks like a better option.
Well I finally got my motivation.
I recently started going to the chiropractor because at my young age I was having major left hip pain when I stood for long periods of time or worked out the once in a while I did and I was thinking i am under 30, I should not have hip problems…
So the chiropractor said I only have 4 vertebre in my lower back instead of the 5 ou are supposed to. My lowest vertebre is twisted and tilted to the left so it pushes against my hip. I went to the chiropractor probably 10 times in the past 2 weeks to see if he could crack my back to get it realigned. Well we are on the right path, but I also have to work out and strengthen my core or else I will always be in pain because it will keep slipping back into the position it was in.
And to go along with that I have been feeling sick so have been drinking a lot of orange juice and it gives me the motivation to eat healthy.
Hopefully I can start getting into a routine and keep me from being in pain.
I hope I can stay in the gym, off the computer, and away from the fried foods, chocolate and all the other crap I love so much.
Wish me luck!
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Too much to handle?

I need a job. Badly. Like really need one and I applied everywhere but nobody will take me. So I reapply everywhere. And still nothing. I go in every week and ask if there are any openings and to talk to managers still nothing. So I packed on classes to do so I could stay at the house and have something to do this summer, but I think I took on too much to handle. Now I don’t know what to do. I don’t think I can do this much…

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Am I likable?

Am I that easy to dislike? So many people I thought were friends are walking away or making it seem like “we just drifted apart”

Bull shit

Bull fuckin shit

We were close you left. What did I do to drie you away? We used to always hang out and we used to talk all the time then you just change it all and walk away from our plans or from what we had. Like really? And those of you trying to make it seem better are making it worse. Back off I’m pissed and you are not helping at all.

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Never regret. each smile meant something, each tear was a lesson learned. each fight was a reason, to keep those who put the smile on your face close. Never look back and dont over analyze people. Sometimes there is nothing hidden, and you need to drop all the fears and enjoy the ride.

Up and Down

“They say what goes up must come down but don’t let me fall”

The new B.O.B song. I have long nights thinking about this line. Because it is so true. At least for me.

They say what goes up

You get that pure feeling of happiness in life one day when you are with friends, laughing and having a good ol’ time. Enjoying a walk along a beach or a trail through the woods. Going out to a party and picking out outrageous outfits for your friends to wear. Anything that you love doing with your friends. You go out and have the time of your life. then as the night comes to an end, and one by one they leave. They go home.

As you are walking home you see the moon and the stars. you were just on cloud nine. Enjoying every part of life and just letting it happen. You are walking home, alone with your heals in your hand, or even are just dropped off at your place. Then you stop. Stop and think about how you are now. Kind of down and depressed. The fun is all over, and you are no where close to being ready for bed. But you walk in the front door to where you are staying.

Must come down

You find a mirror. There is always a mirror around when you are upset, or sad. The grin lines are still shown on your face from smiling all night. Your hair is nowhere near where it was when you left the house. And your makeup is slowly disappearing off your face. You fell. You are no longer on cloud nine. You are alone. home and depressed now. Something clicks once that door was shut behind you that it is over.

Don’t let me fall.

The only time I did not feel like the night came to an abrupt halt whether it was a slow one like above, a car accident or cops coming in and ruining some sort of fun, was when I had a day with my boyfriend and i knew he would still be next to me when he woke up. We had a wonderful day. So happy and then slept next to each other through the night. I have a sleeping problem but slept straight through that night. He didn’t let me fall. He held me up.

I feel like that is what people need.

Someone to be there.

Someone to speak their mind to.