This Roaring Silence

Don’t fall
I know your back’s against the wall
But this roaring silence
Won’t devour us all

“Don’t Fall” – The Chameleons

I am not often in love with a picture of mine but I am in love with this one. I look confident, despite the overwhelming evening I had. It is taken in front of one of the doors of a church on Gore Avenue (now if that is not a gothy name for a street, then what is?). I look like a sexy demon stepping out of the darkness.

This picture was taken tonight, after a concert. I had had a very confusing evening. My body hadn’t wanted what I wanted, which in retrospect had to do with that I fucked up my carbs intake. I am on a very low carb diet because of my diabetes that I can’t treat with medication for now. And sometimes I eat too little carbs and well, my body really does not respond well to that. So for the first two bands of the night, I had to sit down, shaking, feeling like I was going to faint, and trying to hold back tears of frustration, and fear. I ate some protein bars which after about 40 minutes kicked in. But those 40 minutes were absolute hell. I would have walked out and went home, but I couldn’t even move because my body had zero energy. I wanted to go home.

But then the food kicked in and I actually managed to stand up. I walked outside and hugged my boyfriend, and decided to try and see the band I came to see, one of my favourite bands: The Chameleons. And the concert was really awesome. In the beginning I stood at the back, but then moved to the front, close to the moshpit, sang along, jumped around and danced.

And I got lots of compliments for my outfit and the way I looked. The evening really turned around. And while we were walking back to our car, I thought I’d take this week’s Sinful Sunday picture. It was actually hilarious because there were lots of police cars driving around (because it is not the safest area in town) and there were people walking by too. But we found a moment of silence, and I took my clothes off and we took some pictures. And a fabulous thing was a guy walking by, stopping for a second to look at me, and saying: You are sexy. That really made me smile.

So from being totally stunned by lack of energy, an inability to even move and wanting to jump out of my skin, I went to dancing at the concert of one of my favourite bands, taking a sinful picture I love, and being called sexy. My life definitely never is boring.

Want to see who else has been sinful this week? Kiss the lips!