I’m starting to exercise again and control my eating. I’ve already lost three pounds, so I’m excited about that.
Going to try to get contacts in a couple weeks when I go in for my eye appointment.
I’m trying to be more actress-potential-looking. And I’m sick of wearing glasses, I’ve had them since I was 8.
Losing weight will also help reverse my type 2 diabetes.
I’m pursuing my dreams, and I’m not going to let anyone or anything stand in my way. Not even myself.
I’m going to write, I’m going to sing, I’m going to act, I’m going to do art.
I got back from vacation yesterday with the realization that changing my environment won’t change how I feel inside. I did dissociate a bit during the vacation, and my moods swung a bit, so I felt bad for my family. I’m glad to be home now, though. Vacations stress me out.
I’m making appointments with the dentist and they eye doctor, even though they freak me out. I think I’m going to try contacts…again…because I’m trying to get back into theatre and I already have three strikes against me: my vocal range and breath support are limited from smoking, I have tattoos, and I’m short and overweight.
Right now I’m in the middle of preparing a presentation to direct a musical at a community theatre. I’m drawing the characters and their costumes, tweaking it from the original a bit, and I’m drawing the stage from different angles to show where sets will be, and I’m drawing close ups of what each set should look like.
I am always facing outside obstacles, but I will not allow myself to be one of my own obstacles. If I want to write and act and draw, I will do that. If you don’t take a chance, you never get anywhere.
A lot is going on, but I am working on a project to potentially direct a musical, so at least now I have a reason to get up in the morning.
Why can’t rappers rap about nice things?
”YEAH GIRL I’MMA TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF AND..
put them in a closet for you cause it’s polite.”
(Source: the-vashta-nerada)
