Wednesday, February 10, 2010
So, I had a revelation last night...
I'm so stressed out and under so much pressure, from others and from myself, there's no wonder I've been gaining weight instead of losing it. Hell, I'd even go so far as to say its possible I'm depressed.
I'm only 4 months away from graduating with my first Bachelor's Degree. In theatre, with limited experience in lighting design, which is what I'd love to do with my career. I'll be done with that in June. In August I plan on going back to community college to study nutrition. I hope it doesn't take me forever. Its really only something I want to do for myself. I wouldn't even get a degree in it, just a certificate of achievement. And then there's the issue of finding a job. I'm not sure what I can do with what I've gotten so far in regards to theatre. I just have no idea, really. So, I'll probably have to settle for something that has nothing to do with my chosen career path until after I get a Master's Degree... whenever I decide to do that.
Then there's my personal life. Someone whom I love very much, and would love to spend my life with, told me last night that I am selfish, self-centered, self-absorbed, and apparently not very intelligent when it comes to being in/nurturing a relationship. Somewhere in the same conversation, it came up that I should probably consider not having children because I'm "emotionally frail" or something to that effect. For the last month or so, this is has been the nature of the conversations we've had. Part of me knows I need to let him go, that there's NO WAY this is healthy... but, its hard to let go of someone whom I've "been with" for 6 years. I've imagined this person as THE person I'd be growing old with, having children (apparently not), traveling... basically sharing my life, turning my life and his life into "our" life.
He'd like it if I was much thinner as well. I want to be much thinner. I don't feel healthy. I'm tired all of the time. I have little motivation to do much of anything, including exercise. I manage to eat healthy 75%-80% of the time... I've binged or knowingly over-indulged during times of high stress and emotion. No wonder!!! NO WONDER I'm GAINING weight. No wonder I'm not losing it! How on earth am I supposed to do it with all this coming at me all the time?
I have no self-esteem (which, according to the earlier mentioned person, is for teenagers), very little feeling of self-worth, inferiority complex. I feel so... not smart. I feel like a fat loser. Not smart enough to ever have children (even though I badly want[ed] to be a mother someday). Barely able to survive adulthood successfully. Getting to be healthy again. I feel like I barely have a chance.