Guest guest Posted June 29, 2008 Report Share Posted June 29, 2008 .... it's what one has to take. It's so hard to do and so hard to remember. Like I couldn't help but thinking about how I will look when I should be able to lose a lot of weight. It will be ugly and disgusting with all that skin sagging and wobbling. I hate summer. I feel sad when I see how normal looking people with normal looking bodies are enjoying the heat while I look and feel horrible in short clothes. It's hard to think about this, but: I will never be pretty, let alone beautiful. And I will never have a normal looking body without the scalpel of a surgeon. And the worst of this is: I've done this to myself. And I don't think I'll be ever able to fix it. I don't want to talk again about my ruined health. It's just to depressing. Yes, yes, yes... I'm a whiner lately. I can't barely stand my own self-pity thoughts. I can't help but feel horrible. I packed my bags a few minutes ago. Tomorrow I'm going to drive home. I'm going to spend the afternoon at the lake for the last time. Maybe I will even take out my bathing suit and dive into the lake for the first time (not a big fan of lake water here, ugh). Regards s. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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