I realized: I don't trust my body anymore. It is a traitor. It deceives me into thinking I want things that my real self doesn't want, and it encourages me to obsess over memories I don't need to be pondering. I am tired of being on my guard. When will I be able to trust myself?
But I have Someone better to trust. It's going to be okay.
In other news, the past three days have been absolutely beautiful, in terms of both weather and experiences and mood. I'm sure my blog posts make me seem moodier than I actually am. =P