Hola Bitches!
The week is coming to an end and with 1 class canceled, 1 I totally get and usually sleep through, and 1 class spent in the Library, tomorrow is basically done and over with.
Today however, I've got to sit my fat ass down and write a paper.
It won't be particularly difficult once I get down to it, but I don't really want to write it at all.
The topic is pretty close to home and there's no one but myself to blame for it. I'm writing about issues of identity and inequality regarding eating disorders and am focusing on the split in society (be thin but not too thin, eat burgers and fries but don't get fat). Depending on how things work out I may or may not split that focus with a bit on how an individual's diagnosis effects how other people thing of them, and how they judge themselves.
Everyone knows that all eating disorders are bad, and all are deadly, but there is a sort of 'one-up-manship' when you're dealing with eating disorders, and in the back of your head you can't help comparing yourself to someone who is 'sicker' than you.
Seriously, I feel like this year and my treatment situation is taking on a theme.
Last semester all but one of my speeches in effective speaking had to deal with eating disorders and I did my final nutrition project on them, and now this paper.
Legit, this has taken over my life, and I'd like to just put it out there that I'm sick of this shit.
I hope everyone is enjoying the weather (over here in PA it's like a million degrees).
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