And here, almost a month after our last installment in the 30-part series, I finally inch past the halfway mark. As I’ve said before, I do plan on finishing these, but it may take a while. It depends on how much else is on my mind.
Someone or Something You Could Definitely Live Without
I don’t have too much to say about this one. I’ll just list what comes to mind.
First of all, I could live without periods, of course. Ugh. Mine are the devil. And it doesn’t help that the Seroquel has apparently messed with my cycles and made them unpredictable. My latest cycle lasted about two weeks. I kid you not. If Seroquel isn’t the culprit, I don’t know what is. My body in general, perhaps.
Okay, that was candid. I’m blushing now. I’m a modest girl who doesn’t like to discuss bodily functions, after all.
I could live without heat and humidity. Especially humidity. Ugh. I hate summertime. I am not comfortable with my body, so I don’t want to wear fewer clothes. I’ve worn jeans when it was 110 degrees outside. Where I come from, it is regularly humid. You might think I would’ve become inured to humidity, but no. I despise it. I hate how oppressive it feels. Sometimes it makes me feel like I can’t breathe.
I could live without being overweight and short.
I could live without my self-hatred. Too bad I don’t know how to get rid of it. 😦
I could live without my timidity.
I want to say that I could live without my mental health issues, but here I’m not so sure. Perhaps I’ve been indoctrinated by propaganda portraying the principled ideal as someone who wouldn’t change the bad parts of their lives. I do think it has shaped my character. At the very least, I would say that I could live with it being less intense.
There are other things I could live without, I’m sure. These are just the most prominent ones