For various reasons I’m not great at commenting – often I have a bunch to say and struggle to get started...and then struggle to stop – so there have been a lot of your posts that I’ve wanted to respond to and then my brain puts it in the too hard basket and I wander off. (It has also put the clicking on the “Add to Your Circle” button thing in the too hard basket so I’ve had your journal open in a tab that I keep refreshing pretty much since you subscribed to my journal a couple of months ago instead of being sensible and have your entries pop up on my reading page.)
And now I’m responding to probably the wrong entry. I really wanted to reply to some of the ones where I’ve liked your writing style (I mean, I like your writing style overall but there’s been times when a particular piece of description or a thought or something has caught my attention in a way that makes me want to comment/discuss/contribute in some way) but today is the day that it sesems like I can get past my inertia and write something. Unfortunately I’m not sure that I’m coherent enough to say anything particularly meaningful in regards to this post. It’s just that I relate to it a lot – I’ve also always had the need to be thin thing and a complicated relationship with food and I’ve actually found my way through most of it but it took a very long time, a lot of questioning everything, therapy, my life going down some strange paths; and the thing is that most of the time the majority of my complicated experiences with food and body image and how to exist in a body and my thoughts surrounding it have felt completely outside of my conscious control. Some of it very much felt like being trapped on a rollercoaster with no way to get it to slow down, or stop, or let me off. Thankfully things are a little more chill for me now and possibly you’ll also find your way to a more chill place with this stuff at some point. But yeah, this stuff is weird.
Anyway, hi, you friended me a while back and unbeknownst to you I’ve been reading along in fits and starts and have been really enjoying it. So now you know. I’ll maybe get over my inertia again at some point and comment on other entries :)
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Date: 2025-09-04 10:08 am (UTC)And now I’m responding to probably the wrong entry. I really wanted to reply to some of the ones where I’ve liked your writing style (I mean, I like your writing style overall but there’s been times when a particular piece of description or a thought or something has caught my attention in a way that makes me want to comment/discuss/contribute in some way) but today is the day that it sesems like I can get past my inertia and write something. Unfortunately I’m not sure that I’m coherent enough to say anything particularly meaningful in regards to this post. It’s just that I relate to it a lot – I’ve also always had the need to be thin thing and a complicated relationship with food and I’ve actually found my way through most of it but it took a very long time, a lot of questioning everything, therapy, my life going down some strange paths; and the thing is that most of the time the majority of my complicated experiences with food and body image and how to exist in a body and my thoughts surrounding it have felt completely outside of my conscious control. Some of it very much felt like being trapped on a rollercoaster with no way to get it to slow down, or stop, or let me off. Thankfully things are a little more chill for me now and possibly you’ll also find your way to a more chill place with this stuff at some point. But yeah, this stuff is weird.
Anyway, hi, you friended me a while back and unbeknownst to you I’ve been reading along in fits and starts and have been really enjoying it. So now you know. I’ll maybe get over my inertia again at some point and comment on other entries :)