HelluvaGirl

Disclaimer: This is a personal experience of a novice in Vipassana, presented as a series of insights, not an attempt to render advice or explain the technique in full extent, and should not be taken as guidance or a comprehensive course report. 

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I wanna do something.

I wanna change things.

Like, myself.

I can feel the time sifting through me, and all that remains is someone I hardly identify with. It’s been forever like this.

You might think I levitate in our dim meditation hall, feeding off the spiritual energy of my fellow travellers, seeing otherworldly visions and chanting mantras? Well, a bit of that, too.

But what I in fact meticulously consider for no fewer than two whole days is which should I do first:

1. Abdominal wall reconstruction
2. Butt implants

I mean I need both, stat. But I am poor, so which one do I do first?

I think it’s the implants. I could just cover my belly from strangers’ eyes, let my other parts speak for me.

Of course, there’s sports #rolleyes But the time and effort I should give it to look the way I want hardly leaves me minutes in a week to raise a kid, read a book, meet a girlfriend, watch a film, write a story and have a bottle of wine (vice versa, the last two).

Duh!

I should make an appointment and go for a consult asap. I need a new arse. Something that reflects my soul more.