Hitting burnout has been a rough middle ground. I’m finding myself spiraling on occasion and not sure what to do with my hands because nothing seems -right- in the moment. So I’ll take my time, and I’ll work on being patient. I can do this.
Far from perfect but making progress and that’s all I can ask for. Thankful that workouts have been helping me mentally and physically. Five months in and it’s become a daily habit. 💪🏻
Special shout out to @thoughtsnfeelingsofacloudedmind for keeping me motivated instead of letting me give up. 💕
After losing nearly 60 pounds this year I’m dealing with what I’d consider a decent amount of loose skin and I’m surprised by how much I hate it. I thought I’d be fine with it but my self esteem has taken a decent hit because of it and a lot of days I feel less attractive than I did when I was around 140-150 pounds. It’s all confusing. If I can maintain my current weight for over a year I’m likely going to consider surgery to remove the excess skin despite the fact that it will be incredibly expensive and most likely entirely out of pocket. We will see 🤷🏼♀️
god i want. an au where it dosn't work. where it's just arr g'raha who's woken up, and he doesn't have all these memories and all these people keep looking at him like they're mourning someone. the world has changed and time has changed and all the people he knows have changed, but he hasn't changed, he was just sleeping, just sleeping, and the world nearly ended several times and apparently he helped prevent yet another end but he has no memory of this. they want him to join the scions. he does not know these people. (he barely knows the warrior of light, now, but did he ever truly know them in the first place?) his little sister is alive and well. she looks at him like a ghost. she's changed, and she's older than him now. he acts bratty and loud and brash to cover up the fact that he does not know anything it seems, and he is tired but he was sleeping for so long, so how could he be tired?
he doesn't know these people. they seem to know him. he wonders if he'd killed someone, when it was him and not that exarch who woke up. he wonders if it should have been him who was "killed" in that way, if it is him that lives and not that man who had known and become friends with all these figures from legend. he wonders if he'll always be fated to be a historian one step back from everything, because he simply cannot be a hero.