Winter Funk

The last month or so has been a weird season of life for me. I think I just need to be real about how weird I've been, because otherwise you just won't get it. Read with caution of TMI and other random things no one asked.  

-I've allowed myself to get way more stressed about things than I have in the past. 

-I have lost 8 mystery pounds that I fully believe were stress induced. 

-I have started going to coffee shops by myself and staying there for hours reeeeeally often. 

-my "time of the month" came at the totally WRONG time and I now have only had a week between these said "times". This includes all the hormones, cramps, mood swings, and nonsensical crying that goes along with it. Double trouble. 

-I decided it was a good idea to take an art class, and any of you that know how I am with art will understand that what that really means is I decided it was a good idea to do something WILLINGLY that will make me feel like a waste of flesh. (Dramatic, but during the THREE HOUR CLASS that's how I feel)

-I've spent way too much money. On stupid things. 

-I've questioned every little thing there is to question in my life, and decided to ponder these things all at once. Because that's logical and mature.......

-I've been kind of a flaky friend and haven't reached out to people in the same way I usually do. 

Whoa... So that way heavy. 

That was not intended to make you fear that I am super unwell. I'm doing just fine. The whole point of this, actually, was to tell you that it's totally cool if you're in a winter funk, because I absolutely am. So I thought the best way to relay that message was by airing out my dirty laundry to the Internet. 

Whatever... We're all flawed.

If you didn't know I was then I hate to break your little unrealistic heart, but here I am!!

Here's to hoping we figure our shit out!