I'm very sure that when Eddy Burback uploaded his very excellent video about the carnivore diet in which he basically gave himself an eating disorder for a month, he did not anticipate a death-obsessed 21 year old to watch it and go on a several paragraph long rant to her friends about how we are all so afraid of dying that we're doing anything to avoid living so we die pretty and thin instead of dying happy and beloved and fulfilled, but here I am.
Anyway, remember to live instead of survive, no matter how small that life is, because it's ultimately better to die happy than to die with regrets. Eat the fucking ice cream, go to the fucking event, make fucking friends. Do not worry about how you look or how you laugh or all the embarrassing things you might say or do because you'll end up looking back and saying "why didn't I do anything?" instead of saying "at least I was pretty."














