Where to begin with today's misadventures...
Well, I continue to impress myself with how frequently, and willingly, I seem to fail at living.
This is in no way a pity party, or a way to have anyone feel sorry for me, but I feel like lately I seem to succeed at failing, and fail at suceeding.
I did so well until an hour after dinner. Ultimately, I ended up eating about a 1/3 of a cereal box, plus a little extra on the side.
I didn't purge though.
I was definitely tempted, but I didn't.
I feel so fat right now. I mean, I feel fat all of the time, but having a stretched out stomach only makes it more of a reality rather than an ideology I hold concerning myself.
I wish I had something really upbeat to say right now, but frankly, I've got nothing.
I read a blog today that was definitely on the liberal side of writing. Although it was too extreme for my tastes, I couldn't help wanting to be like her. To be someone different, someone radical.
I saw something on Pinterest today that had a picture of some super fit legs with a caption that said, "Would you rather have french fries, or a gap between your thighs?"
Honestly, that little gap is one of the things I miss the most about the old me. I miss my friend, my role model.
I wish I had more confidence that I could make my past my future, but one can only fail so many times before losing hope.
I've decided that my "Nom De Plume" (more or less applicable to it's actual definition) is positivity. No one has no idea how painful my very existance has been lately. I don't even talk to my mom anymore. It just isn't worth it.
I don't know what to do with myself.
Well, I continue to impress myself with how frequently, and willingly, I seem to fail at living.
This is in no way a pity party, or a way to have anyone feel sorry for me, but I feel like lately I seem to succeed at failing, and fail at suceeding.
I did so well until an hour after dinner. Ultimately, I ended up eating about a 1/3 of a cereal box, plus a little extra on the side.
I didn't purge though.
I was definitely tempted, but I didn't.
I feel so fat right now. I mean, I feel fat all of the time, but having a stretched out stomach only makes it more of a reality rather than an ideology I hold concerning myself.
I wish I had something really upbeat to say right now, but frankly, I've got nothing.
I read a blog today that was definitely on the liberal side of writing. Although it was too extreme for my tastes, I couldn't help wanting to be like her. To be someone different, someone radical.
I saw something on Pinterest today that had a picture of some super fit legs with a caption that said, "Would you rather have french fries, or a gap between your thighs?"
Honestly, that little gap is one of the things I miss the most about the old me. I miss my friend, my role model.
I wish I had more confidence that I could make my past my future, but one can only fail so many times before losing hope.
I've decided that my "Nom De Plume" (more or less applicable to it's actual definition) is positivity. No one has no idea how painful my very existance has been lately. I don't even talk to my mom anymore. It just isn't worth it.
I don't know what to do with myself.
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