Day 34: A Little Bit Broken

I’m currently writing this while sitting on a busy morning-rush-hour Tube train, because someone gave up their seat for me, because they thought I was pregnant. AGAIN! This happens all the time. These days I just smile and accept, because hell, why not? There have to be some perks to this gut...

I’ve realised that I’m very good at berating my friends for stuff, and telling them ‘you need to apply for jobs’ and ‘you need to start dating again’. I can’t work out why they’re scared of doing the above - the benefits clearly outweigh the risks, and an unemployed single life is nowhere as rich and rewarding as the alternative.

However, while many of my friends seem to have blocks in these areas, I have realised that I too have a block when it comes to dieting. I, too, am a little bit broken - I can’t seem to get down past 70kg - so before telling my friends they should sort their issues, I need to sort my own.

The one consolation is that I used to have serious anxiety issues in relationships, and I seem to have overcome these - so I’m sure I can overcome this mental block too. It’ll take patience and time, but the will is there, and that’s the most important thing.