I know it’s wrong to lie.
We all know it’s wrong to lie. Then they slip out, quickly and quietly, one after the other.
Here are the things I find myself lying about a little too frequently. And it’s not about age or weight.
Lord please forgive me.
Continue reading ➞ Things I Lie About And Why
My mom is on a health kick of late. Yes, I blame her. I do not possess the natural motivation to take care of my body and exercise. The motivation is weak, the peer pressure from my mother is strong.
I had a thought one day about my body rejecting all things healthy.
Today, I am here to prove it to you. This is real-life stuff, people.
Continue reading ➞ My Body Rejects All Things Healthy
“I’m not short, I just like to push my driver’s seat forward all the way.”
“I’m not short. You’re just too tall.” (That’s my favorite.)
“I’m not short. I’m fun sized.”
I’m 5’1/5’2. This is sometimes considered short. I may have what’s called “short person syndrome,” which is when a short person thinks they’re bigger, cooler, tougher, smarter, more attractive, than they really are in order to compensate for their lack of vertical movement.
Thus, I have a problem truly calling myself “short.”
Somehow I have surrounded myself with girls my height, some even shorter, which plumps my pride in this regard a little more.
Continue reading ➞ Being Short