I’ve been recently experiencing a compliment conundrum that’s been bugging me: A few of my friends and peers have been telling me that it looks like I’ve been losing weight.
The funny part about this is that I haven’t been losing weight at all. My clothing size has not changed in months and the weight my doctor took at a recent appointment wasn’t any different than the year before.
While I don’t think the weight loss comments directed to me had true malintent, I do think there is a bigger societal issue that’s coming into play. We live in a world where a lot of our worth is placed on physical attributes and I honestly hate it.
When I moved to my new apartment in North Carolina, I had the goal of creating a relaxing, re-energizing space just for me.
So I’m dating again.
For anyone who knows my story, this is a pretty big deal. I told my therapist around September that I wanted to put myself out there but didn’t have the true courage to actually do it until February. It took me months to even consider downloading Tinder.
This will be my first time being single on Valentine’s Day since 2015.
A small part of me is bitter about it but I’m mostly kind of psyched. I don’t have to worry about buying a sentimental gift or scramble to make a last-minute reservation the day before. No effort is required on my part and I’m here for it!
It seems like everyone goes on some sort of diet when January 1st rolls around.