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Lord knows if anything is actually still following up with this account. I honestly can't remember when I started this one, it's probably been close to 10 years (lol that I've been on Tumblr for even longer than that) But I don't think I've been using it in the way I wanted to. I know Instagram accounts are usually the way to go with fitness and accountability, but I don't think I'm ready for friends and family to follow me on this long, long journey.

SO here we are.

Hi friends! I'm a 24 y/o Latina (she/her) and I’ve basically been trying to lose weight since I can remember (Like, I'm talking 3rd grade). I've tried just about every single crash/fad diet there is and I've made some healthy and not so healthy choices along the way. 

I'd like this time to be different.

I think I've been too drastic every other time. So, I'm starting simple. I'll be posting daily [hopefully]) my meals, accomplishments, daily goals, challenges, etc.  I hope you sick around. Also feel free to comment, ask questions, like/reblog,  critique, ANYTHING. Even though I'm basically posting this into the void, it'll definitely feel better to know that someone's just keeping an eye out especially in terms of accountability. 

To Better Health, 

You made me curious enough to check out welcome to Plathville and I am HOOKED. I have a whole bunch of thoughts and I actually took notes because I was so eager to talk about it with you.

- When they asked Lydia (I think?) what she does for fun and she said she didn’t know, my heart broke a little bit. Made me think of Captain America: Winter Soldier when Cap says that he doesn’t know what makes him happy.

- The parents saying that Moriah is wired differently made me hopeful but as the episode went on I realized that wasn’t as accepting as I first thought.

- Maybe I’m mis-remembering but have I seen people hating on Ethan here? I think he’s adorable. He’s all wide eyed like a golden retriever and I just want to watch him try new things all day long. The bit where he said he kept his first can of Coke made me say “Awww!” out loud even though I was watching alone with headphones on.

- My main thought watching this was that the Plaths (the parents mostly) seem to live their lives based in fear. They’re very literally hiding themselves away because of their fears of all the bad things in the world, and they’re locking themselves away from all the good parts too. It just makes me sad, and if you want to be Biblical, there’s a part in 1 John 4 that says something like “There is no fear in love, for perfect love drives out fear. The one who fears has not been made perfect in love.” I had to memorize that at one point as a kid and it stuck with me but I’m not going to promise that’s a direct NIV quote mostly because I’m not picky enough to look it up. 

- I love watching Moriah try new things even more than Ethan. It makes me so happy to see her try things and I started wondering how she’d react to other things. I hope we see a lot more of that but I’m worried that the next couple episodes are going to be M and her parents struggling with her feeling so changed by her trip.

- The LGBT bit was so precious to me. It makes me think of what one of my friends said when her partner started transitioning and I was worried I’d still call him by his old name etc. It was something like “You’re gonna mess up and say the wrong thing sometimes but all that matters is that you’re trying to get it right.” Moriah has so much to learn but she’s curious and respectful so it doesn’t matter that she doesn’t know everything yet. How could she?

- Ethan’s story about having the talk with his mom was hilarious and horrifying. Every now and then I had moments where I remembered that these are real people that actually are living and feeling these things and it made me sad. It’s a super funny story when they’re just characters but it’s really upsetting that that was the extent of his sex ed.

- I can not wait for more episodes. I’m really interested in seeing how the dynamic with Olivia progresses. I keep reminding myself that at 21 she really can’t be expected to be flawless at negotiating in-law issues as complicated as she has but I do feel like she maybe makes things harder on herself. 

Living in the midwest has made it impossible to enjoy four separate seasons. Whether that's climate change or punishment for the sins of us as people, I do not know, but I do know this:

spring is my favorite.

sure, my birthday is in spring. The end of school feels imminent when dewy mornings and crisp air with a dash of warmth are cast on your face on the way to the bus. but spring is my favorite.

It is unflinching in it's ways. With violent thunderstorms, threats of tornadoes. Reminding us of our mortality while bringing us nourishment for our crops. Blooming flowers that bring smiles to our faces and show us that beauty doesn't need to last all year, just when the tulips sprout for that short period of time.

spring is my favorite. Leaving me with the occasional warmer days and chilly nights. Where as the sun sets, you're not yet bit by all of the mosquitos, and you don a sweater to play catch with your dad in the front yard-dogs running around, kids laughing at the neighbor's house down the street. There's a sense of excitement of the new cycles of life happening soon. Kids moving from kindergarten to first grade, highschoolers moving onto adulthood.

but slowly, those phases are less succinct. Promotions happen randomly. Moving out and into a new home happens whenever you see fit. Children are born all year. And seasons come and go without much thoughts.

But me, I get excited for April (what used to be March, and now leads to a mostly cold and randomly snowy month). The air is losing the stale smell that make your bones weary. The layers of your clothing slowly come off throughout the day, then back on as the sun sets. Reminding you to adapt, even as only hours go by.