When I am alone, I do my favorite things. I watch my favorite shows, cooks my favorite foods, listen to my favorite music, do my favorite activities. I invite my favorite people over when I have the time.
Our issues go deeper than our eating disorder. If our eating disorder was our only issue, we probably would have never developed one. Anxiety, depression, control issues, sexual trauma, abuse, bullying, perfectionism, addictions… the list goes on.
The dictionary has defined a ‘quarter life crisis’ as “a crisis that may be experienced in one’s twenties, involving anxiety over the direction and quality of one’s life.” Some will say it happens after leaving college, but believe me, I have already had plenty and am sure to have some more internal dilemmas in my post grad life.
As a girl, I’m expected to want to commit to a man and have a relationship. I’m supposed to have this ticking biological clock that screams “get a ring and make babies!.” But instead, I’m usually the one running the other way; to quote my favorite movie: “I’m not going to let anyone put me in a cage!” And here are the reasons why.
Adventure. I can honestly say there is nothing more unattractive than someone who has no sense of adventure. Life is short. Life is fragile. If you aren’t living on the edge, I don’t really know why you are wasting your time here.
I want a tragedy so heartbreakingly beautiful that I could spend a lifetime writing about it. See, this life is short. And a love that is just mediocre will never be enough for me.
I never knew she existed. Either her name never passed his lips. Or I did once hear her name, but she was “just a friend” or his “ex girlfriend” or maybe “she wasn’t anything serious.”
The slutty phase. This phase is not always necessary, but can be loads of fun. You are starting to feel like your pre-break up self. You are free and independent. There may be copious amount of drinking and dancing inappropriately included in this phase. People may refer to you as ‘that girl.’ Let them.
Our society is image driven. It’s no surprise that body image reserves a large spot in our cultural experience.
The kind of love that once was and now is something completely different.