If your thighs touch, you are one step closer to being a mermaid. Who wouldn't want to be an enchanted creature. I embrace being a plus size beauty. Comment or post your most enchanted pictures. (Please no nudity) Here are two of mine...
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
I am a Mermaid...
Interesting realization...
If your thighs touch, you are one step closer to being a mermaid. Who wouldn't want to be an enchanted creature. I embrace being a plus size beauty. Comment or post your most enchanted pictures. (Please no nudity) Here are two of mine...
If your thighs touch, you are one step closer to being a mermaid. Who wouldn't want to be an enchanted creature. I embrace being a plus size beauty. Comment or post your most enchanted pictures. (Please no nudity) Here are two of mine...
Monday, January 12, 2015
Peace Within
The tips of my fingers tingle.
This feeling crawls up my arms and reaches my shoulders.
The tension feels like an elephant is hoisted on my back.
And then...I realized...I haven't had my medication.
It started about 2 years ago. I noticed that my cozy cubicle in my Corporate America job had become like a cold jail cell at San Juan. That was the beginning of my misery. Micromanagement and being treated like a number had certainly taken its toll on me. Shortly after, the migraines and insomnia began. I wondered what was going on with me to make me feel so terrible all the time. I then got my answer. Anxiety is defined as "a state of apprehension and psychic tension occurring in some forms of mental disorder." (dictionary.com) I wasn't crazy, I was simply overcome with stress.
I tried natural herbs to help me sleep and teas to minimize the headaches. This did not help in anyway. It was time to seek professional help. What I learned is that I was suffering from high anxiety and at that point, the only way to get through it was with medicinal help. I was also advised that the stress was a major reason for my weight gain, despite serious efforts to lose weight.
I struggled each day to remember to take my prescription. I just couldn't come to grips that I needed drugs to make me sane. Each attack would always start small like a snowball and would end like an avalanche. In the end, I would be bedridden for an entire day. I had to make a change.
Consistency became my new favorite word. I knew that if i could just become consistent my troubles would end. This was a big mistake to believe. Consistency alone would not solve my problems. The only way to solve the anxiety was to remove the cause of the stress. That is why I made the decision to leave that cause of stress. 4 years of unhappiness was enough.
There are no easy decisions. Lights on or lights off? Microwave or stove top? Paper or plastic? At the end of the day someone is unhappy. I chose for that person not to be me. That is how I found peace within.
(Co-Written with excerpts by Ayunna Strickland)
Comments are welcome!
This feeling crawls up my arms and reaches my shoulders.
The tension feels like an elephant is hoisted on my back.
And then...I realized...I haven't had my medication.
It started about 2 years ago. I noticed that my cozy cubicle in my Corporate America job had become like a cold jail cell at San Juan. That was the beginning of my misery. Micromanagement and being treated like a number had certainly taken its toll on me. Shortly after, the migraines and insomnia began. I wondered what was going on with me to make me feel so terrible all the time. I then got my answer. Anxiety is defined as "a state of apprehension and psychic tension occurring in some forms of mental disorder." (dictionary.com) I wasn't crazy, I was simply overcome with stress.
I tried natural herbs to help me sleep and teas to minimize the headaches. This did not help in anyway. It was time to seek professional help. What I learned is that I was suffering from high anxiety and at that point, the only way to get through it was with medicinal help. I was also advised that the stress was a major reason for my weight gain, despite serious efforts to lose weight.
I struggled each day to remember to take my prescription. I just couldn't come to grips that I needed drugs to make me sane. Each attack would always start small like a snowball and would end like an avalanche. In the end, I would be bedridden for an entire day. I had to make a change.
Consistency became my new favorite word. I knew that if i could just become consistent my troubles would end. This was a big mistake to believe. Consistency alone would not solve my problems. The only way to solve the anxiety was to remove the cause of the stress. That is why I made the decision to leave that cause of stress. 4 years of unhappiness was enough.
There are no easy decisions. Lights on or lights off? Microwave or stove top? Paper or plastic? At the end of the day someone is unhappy. I chose for that person not to be me. That is how I found peace within.
(Co-Written with excerpts by Ayunna Strickland)
Comments are welcome!
What really matters?
Is it bad that you think that you are interesting until one day you realize that you really are not. I grew up being told that its whats on the inside that matters. Just recently I am seeing that that is not so true. Society is so superficial today and what's visual always wins lately. Being nice and kind will definitely get you far but how much farther than a pretty face and a great body. There are many out there that are empty and seek attention to fill that void. If you knew how empty they were would you view them the same? Just a thought...
Comments are welcome!
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Dreaming Vs. Doing
My jeans never fit. That is probably why I never wear them. Being 4'11" is very tough especially when you are a size 22. Despite it all, I think that I may be one of the prettiest "big girls" out there. Me having confidence has never been an issue; just accomplishing my goals have always been the problem. I mean like the really important ones, such as going back to school, pursuing better spiritual interests, & growing my design line to the next level. My ultimate dream is to become a plus size model. Being blessed with a pretty face & a good grade of hair has benefited me greatly in my 25 years of living, but I have come the realization that it will take much more than that to make my dream a reality. I have tried so many ways to loose weight using so many methods. None of them were effective with lasting results. Recently I took up running & I absolutely loved it. Unfortunately, I have a serious problem with consistency, but I am about to make it a point to get back on track & to the track. Consistency is a very important quality to have when accomplishing the goals that I am trying to fulfill. This blog may be what it takes to get me back on track. I plan to kick start this year with a new objective. Each day I will ask myself, "Are you dreaming or doing?"
Comments are welcome!
Comments are welcome!
First Post
I am super pumped right now! This is officially my first post. I hope that you enjoy my blog. I aspire to become a plus size model. I will be sharing that journey with you as well as my progress to turn from a Hobbyist to a Entrepreneur. Stay tuned for my next entry entitled, "Dreaming Vs. Doing". Comments are welcome! Enjoy!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)