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In Which Bridget Is Bad At Modern Medicine

So I’m bad at taking care of myself, okay? I eat too much food or I don’t eat anything at all, I don’t buy new clothes unless they have physically fallen apart in some area that covers my bum or breasticles (frayed and holey cuffs are fine because who even looks at those anyway?), I don’t take the multivitamins concerned friends and family buy for me because I forget and also they taste like potpourri, I stress myself until I either faint or fall asleep in the middle of the day for 14 hours, I never start Uni assignments until the day before they’re due, and my toenails have needed clipping for like three days and I still haven’t done it.

I’m really bad at being a competent grown up.

The worst part, in the sense that it seems to bother my longsuffering loved ones the most, is my disinclination to ever see a doctor. I like to think of it as an adorable quirk! You can too.

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