Woman really are complicated. I would never let a man say it or even let them hear me say it, but we really are. I studied the chemistry behind women and men and I am really not joking when I say we had six or seven classes on women and one on men. We're all progesterone and estrogen and these levels fluctuate according to our body clock. Our moods and emotions are intertwined with these hormones and our world can grow or collapse at any time with these ever changing states. It's strange to think that our physical chemistry can affect our psychological thinking. How something so defined and factual can determine our intangible thoughts.
These thoughts float around in my brain as I am sitting on the train. My jeans digging into my waist. My bra strap sliding off my shoulder because I refused to tighten it in the morning. I just didn't want to be standing topless for too long. It forced me to look at my own body. Sometimes I look at myself and think "hey, I don't look too bad. I might actually be looking pretty good." Then you see those model girls on social media and your thoughts are re-organised. Reestablished. And you just can't seem to bear your own body any longer. You work so hard at the gym to redefine yourself. You depend on the scale for happiness. Only to find yourself, yet again, eating a chocolate bar because you haven't found content on the other side of the mirror.
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