(selective social media posting)
I am so guilty of this, y'all. As humans, we want our best face to be on display! The thinnest silhouette! The coolest adventure! The most hip hang out spot! We secretly eat a whole bag of sun chips in our undies while we post endless perfection for EVERYBODY to see. I admit, I have experienced some cool shit that I am proud of, but there is a Jodi that some of y'all may not know...
I am a horrible swimmer, like don't drop me in the ocean.
I overeat, then hate myself.
I used to want to be a singer, a real famous one. That dream was shut down when I heard my own voice recording.
I am the most secure, insecure person you will ever meet. I will say 500 negative things about myself for every 1 positive thing.
I compare myself to everyone around me and, of course, always end up losing in my mind.
There have been times when I have fully convinced myself that I have been single for seven years because I'm fat.
I have ran from the cops.
I like to shut people out of my life.
I have led men on out of my loneliness.
I thoroughly enjoy saying the word fuck.
If my arms look fat in a picture, I won't post it.
My card got declined at Starbucks the other day. MUAHA.
I am still not unpacked from my trip to Ireland. (I got back two weeks ago)
It annoys me when a preacher preaches a whole message on tithing.
I don't want to tell you how many Jack in the Box tacos I can consume.
Sometimes I get so angry with Lane that I want to throw him across the room.
I always assume that people think the absolute worst about me and my life.
Assume. Assume. Assume.
I have battled heavy depression since I was 14 years old, still battling that bitch.
I park in handicapped spaces without remorse.
I don't really care if my fruit gets washed.
Oh, I almost got kicked out of Bible School for breaking the rules by getting wasted.