Ch-ch-ch-CHANGES

I already knew I had body image issues between ages 7-16 or so, but I didn't think I still had those issues. But the reason I'm becoming aware of it, is that I've started making healthy changes and realizing the big differences. By healthy, I mean mentally. I've always tried to be healthy food/exercise-wise. And every time I go to the doctor, I always turn out to be the right height/weight combo and everything.

But there are bad habits that was making me think I was fatter than I am. For instance, I stand WAY too close to my mirrors:

I also stand all weird in front of the mirror that eccentuates flaws...and even makes ones that don't exist!

I've discovered that if I just stand a normal distance from the mirror, and stand normally, I look fine. I was just being silly and making things look aweful and unflattering. No wonder my perceptions differ so radically from everyone else's. The last habit that I'm trying to break is wearing ill-fitting clothes. I always thought that when clothes fit properly, they should be stretching a wee bit at all times. This is not accurate.

So, if you suffer from body image issues, ask yourself these questions three: Am I standing so close to the mirror that my face is one inch from it? Do I stand in akward poses to "get a better look" at fictitious flaws? Do my clothes fit me?



Half-assed

This happens every time I get inspired by things I see other people doing. I think to myself, 'I can do that only BETTER!' and in my mind, I concoct incredibly wonderful ideas and imagine how it's going to play out, but it NEVER works out that way. When I first saw friends making websites, I thought 'I'll make the best website EVER!' and I learned html, made gifs and whatnot for the layouts but ultimately, no matter how much I learned, and how much I tried, it always sucked. Or at least, was far worse than what I'd imagined.

Then, I knew friends who blogged. So I started blogging. It always turned out like a very uninteresting journal. It didn't start that way, no, it started with grand ideas and one or two really good posts and then it quickly declined.

Same thing happened with photography and music and basically anything that requires talent. Talent that I'm always so sure I have, but apparently don't. So recently, I started reading Hyperbole and a Half. If you haven't been exposed to her fantasticalness, please go there and laugh till it hurts. This webcomic/blog always makes me laugh and once again, I was overcome with the idea of creating a blog like hers, only mine and with MY hilarious stories. But then I tried to make one drawing, just one, and it sucked something awful. So I made a separate drawing to express how I felt:

That is all.