After my run-in with heart pains, I'm doing it. I'm giving this shizall up as best I can.
Self-reminders:
-it's dirty
-it's money-wasting
-it's straining
-it's mind-fogging
-it's bad for your health
-it's bad for making babies
-it makes those who love you sad
-it makes you sad
-your lover boy is attracted to you, shut up
It's almost July, so hopefully I can hold on to the reins and get stronger for the new semester.
This would be so much easier if I wasn't constantly immersing myself with sorority girls that are sometimes just too self-aware. Having to hear the most bodacious of babes self-deprecate or express guilt towards eating certain foods just gets to me. Had I not supplanted myself in that environment, would I feel better?