What happens when you scream out of your window in Sweden at night
I’m swedish and you probably think this is a joke, but its true
This mostly happens in areas where a lot of students live.
The scream usually happens in the evening from what I know but I might be wrong. People do this to relieve stress since a lot of people have tests and assignments at the same time, it is a tradition that dates back to at least the 1970’s.
Swedes are the biggest fucking circlejerkers in the world I swear to god if you do something wacky everyone will tag along and it’s great
Barty still does this occasionally to see if he might get an answer back from his people. Which of course he doesn’t, but sometimes the kids will run out after him and start shouting too just to remind him that he’s not really alone anymore.
I remember when I thought people in their 20’s were adults. Now all of my friends are in their 20’s and everybody is just kind of fumbling around bumping into each other, trying to figure out where the free food is
I thought I would share my weight loss story since New Year’s is coming up and there are going to be plenty of new weight loss plans coming up. Sometimes it helps to see the results of others and hear their stories when you are getting impatient with the pace of your own results.
Dominoes towards success begin to fall: It was late August and I was all packed to head to college for my junior year. I had avoided the scale all summer, but brought myself to step on the scale and rip off the band-aid of avoidance. When I saw the number on the scale, I felt as if every calorie I consumed during my first 2 years of college suddenly hit me and I felt like I had lead weights surrounding my entire body. I had intellectually realized I needed to lose weight way before then. I had taught myself all about nutrition and fitness. But this was different. It was more than just knowing I needed to lose weight, I felt it. It was the first time in my life I actually felt fat. It was emotional and physical and set a paradigm shift within myself that made me finally break out of autopilot and take conscious action to change course. From that moment on I was committed. I was filled with anger, sadness and above all regret; all directed towards myself. I walked out of the bathroom and saw a red bikini I had bought a year before as motivation to lose the weight I gained freshman year. It didn’t come to fruition, and instead I gained an additional 15 lbs. Then I lit up, felt almost a “ding” of a bell when an order is ready and I had a vision of myself at my goal body wearing that red bikini. I felt energized and motivated knowing I could change things. This was my decision. This was my life. From then on I knew I would lose the weight and achieve my goals. It was more than possible, it was a fact.
Like most success stories, I lost weight by exercising regularly (strength/ cardio) and eating a healthy balanced plant-based diet. But chances are if you are reading this you already know that part. Knowing the external part is easy, it is the inner-battle that is the real fight. It requires identifying not only what you are doing that goes against your goals, but understanding why. Being overweight is a symptom of unhealthy behaviors, but unhealthy behaviors are often a symptom of an internal struggle. It is often a coping mechanism for a stress in your. Why are you doing (insert unhealthy behaviors)? Only you can answer those questions.
Part of the reason I gained weight was because I struggled socially in the beginning of college. I felt ashamed about how I struggled to feel connected to others. I had a lot of “friends” my freshman year, but not really any good friends. This led to me forming a habit of spending Friday nights watching TV and bingeing on unhealthy food. While I eventually formed those closer friendships, by that time I was already in the habit of destructive behaviors. Many social gatherings included eating junk food and drinking many calories in alcohol.
If you want to lose weight and be fit, but aren’t, there is a disparity between what you are and what you want to be. You have to be honest with yourself. Talk to yourself, listen to your thoughts/ emotions. Write them down and converse with them. Question them. Analyze them. Define your goal, even if it is vague. Even if you can’t see it yet. Write it down or draw it. Find something to use as a symbol of your goal (e.g. the red bikini). Put it somewhere where you won’t miss it.
Failure is a state of mind. It is a self-imposed closure. Failure is the easy way out. It is an act of fear. Perhaps it is because giving up and just deciding you are okay with not achieving your goal is easier than staying on the path but not seeing the results. When you decide you have failed you no longer have to think about it. The struggle is over. You don’t have to worry about not progressing.
As long as your heart continues to beat, there is still hope and you have your entire life ahead of you. Work for the life you want, the life you deserve rather than the life you have lived so far. Your past is over and only exists in thought; your future is up to your own creation.