Hey tumblr. Long time no update.
But I’m back. I’m sorry to all my beautiful, loyal followers(Who are still following me) I’m deeply sorry for going all MIA on this place.. But everyone, I can honestly say, my life has kinda been a little busy… In a very awesome, good way. I can say I’m doing ALOT better, happier. Ive changed a little, but by change I mean, I’m EMBRACING myself as who I am, and what I’m going to be. I’ve become really positive with life, as I’ve had some experiences that just kinda tell me how lucky I am. I’m learning, slowly, to become more accepting of my body. Which is so hard for me, but I’m trying to be healthy, and trying to accept myself. I’m overall a happier, outgoing, funnier person to be around. I’m enjoying life so much now a days, even though alot of things are still sucky, and tamatic, I’m learning thats ITS OKAY.
I’m happy, and in love with my boyfriend of 2 years(and half a month!haha)
But anyways, just thought everyone should know.. OH! And Ive been getting into dying my hair, alot. I enjoy it. :3
Megan Louise Grisez;
I have been through a traumatic childhood; continuing on through my traumatic teen years. I have always struggled with BPD, distorted body image, OCD, and a range of eating disorder’s since I was about 4ish years old. [Binge eating disorder, Anorexia nervosa, Bulimia nervosa and orthorexia nervosa] I also struggle with self mutilation.
I am in a mixture of recovery and holding on. I am trying to put these things into my past; but as it is all I have ever known, it is very difficult. I am a supporter of being yourself and finding who you are. I am against PRO anything involving eating disorders. I don’t believe in “sharing tips” or so called “tricks”. It’s not a Lifestyle, or a diet, or a quick fix. Its a disease. And Yes, my blog will not be a typical blog, so if your on this judging me, I would personally like to tell you to FUCK YOURSELF. [:
In other news:
I like boys on swings, and girls on skateboards. I like party-hats that are way too big. I like candles that smell good. I like candles that don’t smell at all. I like babies in high chairs. I like pharmaceutical medicine wrappers. I like people in hats with big eyebrows. I like people in hats with big eyebrows and big moustaches. I like water caught in spiders webs. I like wearing all my clothes at once. I like bubble rings. I like wallets. I like people who dont smile. Ever.. And I like people who smile.All the time. I like text message’s that go on and on. I like sticky-notes. I like creepy monsters that scare people. I like people who always laugh and I like people who never laugh. I like sandpaper. I like hospital’s. I like people who talk about everything. I like people who barely talk at all. I like accents. I like spoons. I like big familys.I like standing in the rain.. and I like watching the rain from a dry place. I like long phone calls. I like the word giggle. I like swing music. I like sitting on the floor.. I also like sitting in closets. I like piles of clothing..I like messy rooms. I like photo-booths. I like black and white pictures. I like boys with long hair.. and I like girls with short hair.
I hate shoes. I hate people who change their voices when they say something important. I hate funerals. I hate dry-skin. I hate sleeping with socks on.. I hate war. I hate bathing suits that cling. I hate people who like arguing. I hate wet socks. I hate people watching me eat. I hate dripping taps..But I also sort of love dripping taps.. I hate invitations. I hate realistic nightmares. I hate the buzz of heaters. I hate Thursdays. I hate spelling-mistake’s. I hate having to take a purse places.
I love my boyfriend. I love set-in-stone plans. I love learning something interesting. I love being able to trust people. I love old pictures. I love having cold hands. I love being in love. I love butterfiles that are colorful, and I love butterflies that are dull. I love sqeaking nosies. I love roses. Anykind. I love hugs. I love food. I love not eating animals. I love long board games. I love being excited. I love making silly faces. I love having days that make you feel blissful. I love writing notes. I love no homework. I love the word passion. I love being hungry. I love wearing all my rings at once. I love having so many rings I run out of fingers to put them on. I love surprises. I love puppy’s breath. I love duck-tape wallets. I love big, fluffy, bath-towels. I love putting on warm clothes that just came out of the dyer.. I love throwing flowers into rivers and creeks. I love fake flowers because they never die.. and I love real flowers that die and become like paper.