Got some colouring books, and I'm going to practice colouring them with schemes which don't match the picture content to see how it turns out (like an under-the-sea scene in flame colours).
Maybe I should try some form of tactile art. I'm a very tactile person by nature - my immediate reaction to seeing interesting things is an urge to touch them, which is why I fear slimy things, since that's a sensory ick trigger to me. Eh, once I have cash for materials, one day.
Urge to binge hitting at a time when I can't because there's no sugar in the flat and it's late at night. Could come at worse times but it's frustrating.
I've had people push intuitive eating at me, but that sounds like what I was doing before, eating what I felt like, and it worked about as well as "intuitive heroin use".
Going with this method combined with making one change at a time is the only way I see things working long-term. I don't like calling my unhealthy side the Pig or any other animal name though. I can't not want to love and nurture animals. I call it the Machine. Picture a trash compactor with teeth.
Alternate sugar days might not be working because I'm now having suicidal mood swings again and it might be because my blood sugar is going up and down.
My tasks this week; fix sleeping pattern at least somewhat, cut carbs, increase veggies. 400g is a more concrete number to aim for than "servings", so remember to use the scales.
There are too many things I could possibly be drawing for me to choose any one thing. I should probably search for a prompts set. In the meantime, colouring in "The Beauty of Horror" in innocent watercolour tones and planning to do sweet pastoral scenes in black, blood red, and radioactive green is more entertaining than it should be.
Okay, my scales really suck, but on average weighing I'm about twenty pounds down from when I started. No visible difference yet, but at my size there won't be. I'm making sure to drink plenty in the heatwave so it's not just water weight. Good. Also my coordination and ability to keep up with exercise videos is about fifty times better than it was when I started, which is pretty damn good. Keep going, self!
No, I still don't see Molly confusing Fred and George at times when they actively lie to her about which is which as a problem with her, when my parents still regularly confuse me with my only sibling, who is nearly a decade younger than me and not the same gender anymore.
LISTEN ALREADY, Redditor who's made me type out half of Homestuck and won't pay attention to the explanation.
