Weight, Wigs, and Water...

Weight: 129.2 lbs

Yay. ^.^

I'm still losing roughly a pound every day (or two), so I'm pretty satisfied. It may be a little farfetched, but I could possibly drop down to a nice round 120 flat by the time the convention rolls around in two weeks. I would throw a freakin' parade down main street if that were the case. The point is: I'm once again in the 120's and for that I am grateful. It's still a long way off from my ultimate goal, but I don't feel quite so disgusted with myself, at least.

A lot of the girls in the other blogs I've been reading lately seem to have been hit pretty badly by the binge-fast/restrict faerie. I feel so badly for them, and I know that that mindset is a complete bitch to get out of. I seem to be on the opposite side of the spectrum (for the time being at least). I don't think I could eat, much less binge, even if I wanted to. My brain simply won't allow me to ruin what I've accomplished. I know I feel tired and worn down, and to some degree, a mutated form of "hunger", and my family may be eating snacks and delicious looking foods right next to me or offering me meals I once loved, but my body simply won't allow me to partake. I once used to be terrified to go into the pantry in our house because I didn't want to chance fate in any way and ruin my streak. Now, I could live in there fairly comfortably because I know I wouldn't even dream of eating anything on those stocked shelves. In the back of my mind, I wonder how long this can last...

(I'm so sorry if I sound like I'm bragging or putting others down in any way, I'm truly not. I know we are all going through or own struggles and handling them as best we can.)

Anyways...

My dusty, rose pink wig came in last night, and it is so pretty and cute! I've never worn a wig before and I have to say, I love it! I have pretty short hair, for about 10 years/half my life I've had veeeeery short pixie cuts and am just now trying to grow my hair out, so it looks like a shaggy mop right now. But this wig is so pretty and long! And I mean, it's pink. I may actually have become addicted, I could see myself buying a whole bunch of different wigs in all sorts of colors and styles and wearing a new one every day or week or something. Haha, or something. Since the dawn of time I've wanted looooong white hair, so I already know that that would be my first choice. We shall see...

In other ED news: I've been trying really hard to up my water consumption. I won't lie, I don't like water. I know that's a little odd to say, but I really just don't like the taste (or tastelessness, rather). I'll take tea any day. I know it's good for weight loss and just for your body in general, so I'm pushing myself to drink more. I probably only end up drinking about half the daily recommended amount of water, which is awful, so I'm pushing myself from now on to drink at least the recommended amount, if not more. *sigh* I hate water.

My hip bones are also starting to protrude again, as well as my collar bone. I love bones, love to draw them, love to see them on my body. They're beautiful. Collar and hip bones especially. I love to run my fingers over them, so I'm glad they're starting to come back. Seafoam has missed her bones. This may all seem a little...morbid to say, but I'm just trying to be truthful, and I feel pretty confident that I'm not the first ED girl to admit she loves her bones.

Still want a thigh gap though, of course. :( Oh so very badly.

Alright, I guess that's about it for now. Marquise Seafoam has to venture out into the world to get her oil changed today *terrifying*, so wish me luck. Will try to post some art today (once again, hopefully), maybe some older works. Hope everyone has a good day!

Marquise Seafoam