Yeah you guys, I have time today to get in an update before my Sunday nap!!
There's alot I have to let out, so bear with me.
Given that my body is used to my new graveyard shift, I have trouble sleeping on my nights off. Friday night was a killer. I tossed and turned during the nocturnal hours.
What's worse about all of it, is the fact that my biological processes are on overdrive because I'm nineteen. Needless to say there are reasons beyond my new working routine that disallow me sleep. All of you have been there, I know, but lately, it's become overwhelming for me. My constant lust attacks are driving me insane.
I was suffocated by them yesterday at a basketball tournament. Boys, as most of you know, have no shame when it comes to athletics, so naturally, there were jerseys and pants being thrown around only to reveal physically active bodies. I swear I walked out of that gym about five times. LOL. I understand that it's unreasonable for me to want to ignore my biological impulses completely, but at the same time, it's unacceptable that I compromise my christianity by throwing the object of my affection against a wall. This weekend I've been through a personal hell, that's all I can say.
Not only is all of this overwhelming me, yesterday was spent with Mr. C and his brother and he was one of these boys with no shame. That augmented my frustration sevenfold. I don't want this. However, I can't say that I don't 'enjoy' it. I'm sure you can all understand that in it's entirety as well.
As it is, I'm trying extremely hard to aviod my particular and unyielding interest in the object of my affection, but it's honestly to no avail which I'm sure, doesn't surprise any of you. Yesterday was strange though, to be honest. It was odd because he could hardly look at me the six hours we were in the gym, and if he did, he turned away quickly and looked at the floor. This is all too new for me.
My best friend is under the impression that his attraction to me is getting stronger, with the same intensity as mine is growing. And I answered with "What's that? Unsupressed lust? The desire to have his way with me against a wall in the backroom?" I laughed about it of course, thinking it momentarily irrational, but you know, maybe she's right.
I've never dealt with boy's and their hormones towards 'me' before. He did admit to me last weekend that being twenty sucks cause he's horny as hell. I told my friend this and she thinks it was somkind of admission of how he sees me in his mind.
I know, it's completely unreasonable for me to disregard the idea that he may 'actually' feel that way toward me, but at the same time, I'm having a lot of difficulty accepting that he does. Not only him really, but men in general.
Finally being physically 'attractive' is a mindset that I just don't have yet. It has alot to do with the mixed compliments I get from people, to be honest.
This week I was told that I'm TOO thin, and you know what, truth be told, it pissed me off. I know what I'm doing. I understand my body and I'm making sure I eat enough to maintain my weight. I'm well aware that I cannot lose anymore. The reason why I'm now looking leaner is because of my strength training. I'm toning down all of my adipose tissue but remaining at the same weight. This was my intention when I bought my Bowflex.
I'm the only person who is intimately aware of my body and until I'm married, it's going to stay that way. That being said, I understand that the people I know aren't used to seeing me this thin and because of it, they're under the impression I'm underweight. That isn't it at all. At the moment, I'm floating between 142 and 145 and I intend to stay there. Truth is, I've been at 145 for a while, but I'm still 'thinning' out because of my new muscle tone. I hate how I cannot explain this to my friend's satisfactions. No matter how hard I try to tell them, they think I'm aneorexic or something. It honestly uberly upsets me.
I understand my body, I understand what I'm doing and I'm looking forward to how I'm going to look and how it's going to make me feel, so you know what, everyone else, imo, needs to back off and leave me alone. I know where being underweight is and I'm doing EVERYTHING I can to make sure I eat enough. I hate how no one believes me though. I just no longer eat when I'm not hungry and I no longer eat to fill my boredom. I eat when I'm hungry and I don't when I'm not. That's how people stay thin.
So anyway you guys, this is a struggle and a half. I'm tired of trying to convince others that I know what I'm doing. I'm just going to brush them off and make sure I'm happy internally and externally, with myself. I'm never going to be bone thin because I will just NOT allow myself to be. End of story.
My father, truth be told, is the only one who understands my situation in it's entirety because he's taken the time to let me talk to him. He's uberly proud of me and suggests that I simply continue what I'm doing and be happy with myself. He told me he'll let me know if he thinks I'm becoming too unhealthy and that's certainly not how he views me now. He's definitely a blessing to me. If I didn't have him, I don't know what I would do.
Wow, this was a long update and you know what, it's made me hungry. I'm off to raid the fridge!!
Have a good rest of your Sunday, lovelies!! (((big hugs)))