I feel like slapping myself for getting another thought of creating another blog just for my “personal logs”. As if this blog wasn’t personal enough and AS IF I DON’T HAVE TOO MANY BLOGS ALREADY! Sometimes I make myself laugh and I drive myself crazy for all the unnecessary reasons. Too much anxiety, too many impulse buys, crazy fangirling, so many emotions, fickleness, hypochondriac tendencies. The list just goes on.
I just realized I haven’t been consistently logging on Day One as well. My last entry was about my PCOS diagnosis. Nope, I have not started pills yet because I’m scared as fuck about mood swings and getting depressed and gaining a shitload more weight so I feel like I have to go back to the doctor again. If I don’t get my period within a month again then FINE I will start taking it.
This is such a contrast to my previous post about all things pretty and makeup. Something I have to control as well. I’ve been hoarding cosmetics the past few months that my stash has visibly increased. Giving myself a makeup ban for the month of September because I need it. I need mo’ monies. My Seoul, Singapore and Malaysia (that I have NOT blogged about!) trips this year sorta really kinda drained my finances. It’s like I’m back to ground zero with my savings. I can do this.
There are a few things I still want to talk about but feel like I need to put a brake on my overwhelming emotions for now. Vinyasa class made me really calm earlier tonight but now I feel like this is stemming from a round of Thought Catalog posts on my Twitter feed. I hate that site. Also, I hate Forty Days of Dating that’s making me question things about love and relationships and men-women dynamics. As if I need more of that?! Clearly I have too many feels.