I'm whatever the opposite of spiralling out of control is
I've always lacked discipline. Sure, I'd never miss a day of school and I'd spiral into anxiety if I wasn't on ground for the assembly by 7.30 am, but that had more to do with escaping a toxic home and living with overly punctual grandparents. Nothing there to do with my scintillating personality. When I grew into an adult (read: turned 18) one of my first brushes with discipline was fixing my diet, and in the process also my PCOS. But that wasn't part of my personality either. It was the frugal lifestyle of hostel living which made chips, coke and cakes unaffordable. Inevitably, I went back to PG-cooked food (read: watery dal/sabzi and thick rotis). I began hating eating so much that in no time I was down from 80kg to 68kg. My personality really shone when I started earning enough to binge drink every Friday. I built the capacity of a tanker. No drink was off limits, no amount too little. Drunk? I wanted to be drunk-er. Drunk-er? Let's do DRUNKEST. Coming ho...