last night me and matthew went out to dinner and then to see the Great Gatsby….which was beyond incredible. It followed the book almost perfectly; minus Wolfsheim his molar cuff links becoming a tie clip? And the music was pretty neat but not in anyway 1920s era. I thought Nick was played perfectly. I am most definitely going to see it again. 

last night was happy but today I feel the opposite. I think I’m at my rock bottom for body positivity and I don’t know what to do about it. obviously, you would say that anyone would know what to do about it, but it’s just not working for me. I can’t find anything motivating. I feel like I’m ceaselessly complaining when I talk about it, to basically the one person I do try to talk about it with. I don’t know…it’s just a bad night. real bad.