I talk about myself a lot on this blog.
I mean, that's what having a blog is for, right? Talking about yourself? Introspection? Posting things you like? I think most blogs are entirely filled with me me me, all the time, I I I, stories about your life, your style or tastes or whatever, your mistakes and past and present and future wants, hopes, dreams, dog, cat, job, husband, girlfriend, vagina, face, problems. I don't know.
I guess the point of this post was just to acknowledge that yes, I know. I am a bit of a narcissist.
But it's hard.
I spend the majority of my time obsessing about my body. What I put into it, what I'm doing with it, how long I lift my leg, how much I chew, blahblahblah. So when I see changes, and of course I see them, I look at myself in the mirror 50% of the day, it's hard not to get excited and want to share them with the world.
You guys are my world.
So, I want to talk about it. Want to share. Want to ramble about my reflection in the mirror and post pictures of what I see. But then I get all self-judgy, like, is it too much to post these shots or talk about this, is it way too narcissistic, don't I have better content to share?
You know me, always the critic.
But I guess I'm wondering, is it so bad? Obviously, I'm not narcissistic in the true DSM definition, I'm just you know...losing weight and stoked on it. Is that soooo awful? Can't I be proud? Isn't that allowed?
I don't know. I think so. As long as I'm not strutting around like, I'm so better than you look at me I'm such HOT FUCKING SHIT, I think it's okay to take a little time on the blog to be like hey, check this out, I'm doing awesome.
HEY! Check this out.
I'm doing awesome.
I've back to an official 50 pounds loss from where I was last January. I'm officially no longer overweight according to my BMI. I'm almost too skinny for my skinny jeans.
And I finally see the difference.