This pandemic has been rough emotionally on so many levels, and some days just get to you for reasons you can never see coming. I've lost so much weight because of my OCD fears that have interrupted both my eating and work out habits, that I don't recognize my own body. I must have lost about 20 pounds, maybe more? At first I was thrilled with my newfound visible abs but the rest of me is looking like Christian Bale in The Machinist, or even one of Guillermo del,Toro's Pan's Labyrinth monsters. Coupled with the political squabbling and overall sense of dread both from politics and covid, sometimes, you just feel naked and vulnerable.
Naturally I draw a guy hotter than me naked, so we can still lust after his sad self a bit.
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