Living Girls

I recently rewatched a few episodes of the famed series, "Girls" on HBO. As much as I love the show, it is very painful to watch. Seem critics have complained that Lena Dunham, the show's writer and lead actress, does not relate to the majority of her watchers (I.e. there are few people of color, everybody is straight except for one cliche gay male character) but she relates to me. Dead on. I am living with the fear of not finding myself and my perfect job. I understand the pain of not knowing what the guy you love is doing when he is not there, and then feeling terrified when he finally is there. I know what it's like to not let someone love you because you don't love yourself. Painful, right?
What is a girl to do? How do we stop this negative thinking and jus feel good about ourselves. The last time I wanted to get my nails done, I suddenly felt selfish for even thinking about spending that kinda of money on something so trivial and changed my mind. I will eat an entire pizza and then look at myself in the mirror for the next hour asking myself how I could do something so gross and poke my stomach. Where is the self love? Where is the appreciation that we need to have for our bodies for being able to carry ourselves through each day. I am convinced that if I learned to appreciate and love my body for what it can do for me, I will treat it better and I will feel better. Instead, I am stuck in this rut of self loathing.
We can never escape from the cycle if we don't start thinking good thoughts. Where is the action without intent? It does not exist. Therefore, I herby vow to think good thoughts. I vow to indulge when it's appropriate and to move on from the negative. I don't want to be stuck. I'm finally ready.