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Last night when I was driving home, the moon was a beautiful golden crescent shining above the ocean, and the ocean was lit by a glittering path of moonlight. It was really gorgeous, and reminded me of how much I love it here, and how much I love life.
When I got home, I came across this article on diet and obesity. It's a bit extreme, but there are definitely some interesting thoughts in there. I found it especially interesting since Brian and I had a somewhat tense discussion last night about diet and weight. It seems that we have some similar issues with these topics, but we've come to different conclusions about how to deal with it. I'm not sure what his conclusion exactly is, actually (perhaps he hasn't really decided, one way or the other), but I've decided to reject dieting utterly. I spent most of my adolescence dieting, though I feel now that it was unnecessary and perhaps harmful. Especially to my self image - I had convinced myself that I was (at 120 lbs!!!) a fat obnoxious girl (a "fat bitch" - the words used by a boyfriend's best friend at the time). Somehow, my weight and appearance linked themselves to my value as a person, and all the undesirable parts of my personality and things that I'm insecure about are associated with "being fat." I feel like dieting reinforces these negative thoughts in my brain, and I want to avoid feeding that sickness.
Another interesting thought that came out of the discussion - Brian and I haven't really had any fights, yet. I had been thinking that it was just because our relationship was still new (and that is part of it, I'm sure), but talking to some old friends of mine (we helped them move on Saturday) I realized that in previous relationships, there was fighting almost from the very beginning. I've gotten upset with him a few times, and I'm sure he's gotten upset with me, but we've mostly just talked things out in a fairly calm and reasonable way. I've been very conscious of trying to talk to him very openly about my feelings and be aware of when I'm projecting my fears onto him and asking for reassurance when I need it. So far it's working out quite well, and I'm very pleased with myself for doing it and pleased with him for responding appropriately. It's a new thing for me, but it makes me feel rather adult, which is another new feeling!
I have more thoughts, but for now I need to go work on homework. Fun.
One more thing before I go - Escher legos. Super cool!
When I got home, I came across this article on diet and obesity. It's a bit extreme, but there are definitely some interesting thoughts in there. I found it especially interesting since Brian and I had a somewhat tense discussion last night about diet and weight. It seems that we have some similar issues with these topics, but we've come to different conclusions about how to deal with it. I'm not sure what his conclusion exactly is, actually (perhaps he hasn't really decided, one way or the other), but I've decided to reject dieting utterly. I spent most of my adolescence dieting, though I feel now that it was unnecessary and perhaps harmful. Especially to my self image - I had convinced myself that I was (at 120 lbs!!!) a fat obnoxious girl (a "fat bitch" - the words used by a boyfriend's best friend at the time). Somehow, my weight and appearance linked themselves to my value as a person, and all the undesirable parts of my personality and things that I'm insecure about are associated with "being fat." I feel like dieting reinforces these negative thoughts in my brain, and I want to avoid feeding that sickness.
Another interesting thought that came out of the discussion - Brian and I haven't really had any fights, yet. I had been thinking that it was just because our relationship was still new (and that is part of it, I'm sure), but talking to some old friends of mine (we helped them move on Saturday) I realized that in previous relationships, there was fighting almost from the very beginning. I've gotten upset with him a few times, and I'm sure he's gotten upset with me, but we've mostly just talked things out in a fairly calm and reasonable way. I've been very conscious of trying to talk to him very openly about my feelings and be aware of when I'm projecting my fears onto him and asking for reassurance when I need it. So far it's working out quite well, and I'm very pleased with myself for doing it and pleased with him for responding appropriately. It's a new thing for me, but it makes me feel rather adult, which is another new feeling!
I have more thoughts, but for now I need to go work on homework. Fun.
One more thing before I go - Escher legos. Super cool!
