HEEEEELP! My hand won’t stop putting food in my mouth…lol
NO, seriously, I don’t know what the hell is going on. I’ve been really good about staying on plan; having a loss on the scale every week for the past almost 8 weeks. And then, school started this past Monday. I’ve been going over my POINTS everyday. I eat just to eat and while I’ve still been going to the gym like regular, I’m still eating enough to gain.
Now, a little bit about my school: It’s a full-time job and then some. People go there to do bangin’ work, and build bangin’ portfolios and consequently, get a bangin job. It’s expensive. It’s time-consuming—so much so, that you feel guilty doing regular things like, oh, watching TV or even going out for a drink on Friday. And don’t even ask me what it feels like to have an actual weekend or an active social life.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love what I do. I wanted this and I made a huge leap of faith quitting my job, packing up and moving to ATL. And, I’m glad I did. I’m looking at the bigger picture and willing to sacrifice now to reap the benefits later. In six months I should be done.
So, now onto my problem…
Since I’ve been so good at planning what I eat, it’s been much easier to notice when I’m doing something UNplanned. I figured out that every time I sit down to sketch something or attempt to begin a project, I end up in the kitchen stuffing my face. I get on the computer to open up Illustrator and I end up on MySpace, or Yahoo, or some random website—but mostly, I end up snacking on something.
I’ve really been thinking about why I’m doing this and the only thing I can come up with is that I think I’m scared. There are a lot of people at my school that do some amazing work. Often times I feel inferior; I feel like my work never gets up to their level. While I’d like to think I don’t stress about things to the point that it’s bad for me, I’ll just say I’ve been “actively concerned” about these new classes. It’s my last chance to do some great work before I enter my grad quarter. And, again, I’m somewhat actively concerned that I won’t get a chance to interview with the great firms I want to work with because my work might be subpar.
So, I’m sitting here at my desk looking at all the work I have to do and writing this blog post instead of binging again (oh please believe my tail has been to the kitchen one too many times today lol). I mean help me out here…it’s not like I’m thinking “oh, I’m nervous about this project—even though there’s nothing even written/drawn on paper—so I’m going to go eat.” What’s wrong with me?
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