Sometimes, I ponder and muse in personal essays. You’ll find those long-form thoughts here in this section.
Oh, Valentine’s Day. You’re here, again. And tbh, like most years, I don’t give a fuck. I am very much of the mindset that, like most holidays, it’s stupid, but I am not here to shit on the day, or on anyone’s excitement. I do think all the pink and red decorating that one aisle in the grocery store is fun and warm. It is a nice way to break up the drudge of winter.
“It’s been a few days, where’s your gym selfie, Lauren?” As I read my friend’s words via SnapChat, I was equally excited that my friend had noticed and horrified that someone was noticing. When I first began my health and weight loss voyage, I started tentatively posting gym selfies to my SnapChat story for accountability purposes. Why SnapChat? Because it was easy, for one, and two, because that is my smallest audience. I didn’t want
Oh, Valentine’s Day. You’re here, again. And tbh, like most years, I don’t give a fuck. I am very much of the mindset that, like most holidays, it’s stupid, but I am not here to shit on the day, or on anyone’s excitement. I do think all the pink and red decorating that one aisle in the grocery store is fun and warm. It is a nice way to break up the drudge of winter.
“It’s been a few days, where’s your gym selfie, Lauren?” As I read my friend’s words via SnapChat, I was equally excited that my friend had noticed and horrified that someone was noticing. When I first began my health and weight loss voyage, I started tentatively posting gym selfies to my SnapChat story for accountability purposes. Why SnapChat? Because it was easy, for one, and two, because that is my smallest audience. I didn’t want
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