Step 1: Let man stab you with 24 tiny needles. Step 2: Fix Diet
I've been wanting to write for a long time now. I've been struggling with what to say and how to say it. I have a lot to say so brace yourselves.
A lot of people have been reaching out to me lately. I'm so grateful to be a safe place for so many.
Tomorrow I turn 25. Most people just roll their eyes and say, "shut up Faith, it's not a big deal." For me it is.
Sometimes you just have to order yourself a cake for no reason. That's exactly what I did. *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*
This is going to be difficult to write because it's difficult stuff to talk about and my thoughts are all over the place, but here I go. I'm not doing well mentally. Physically I'm doing pretty well. Mentally I'm completely unstable. *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*
I started doing embroidery. Best manic purchase ever. I'm almost done with it. I just have to learn the satin stitch to finish her up. I got this kit from OddAnaStitch on Etsy *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*
Since then I have trouble with my body image. I'm always asking Ben what he wants me to wear, how he wants my hair, does he want me to wear makeup and if so how much. It's ridiculous really. But I can't help it. My brain is now wired to think and feel these things. *CLICK IMAGE FOR FULL BLOG POST*