Wednesday, 26 February 2014

I was looking at myself last night and I just wanted to rip the skin from my legs. I can't stand to look at myself at all now. Just a few months ago I felt better with what I looked like. I had confidence to wear shorts and skin tight tops. Now it's just like "what are you doing?"

Mikey is getting so angry at me because he's sick of me talking about it. I stopped talking about it and now I can't even look at myself without him getting angry. He doesn't understand that I can't help it. I want to see if I lost any weight but I'm just gain, gain, gain.

I done my presentation in college yesterday. It was a talk on the health implications of being under and overweight. One woman said "coming from a person who used to be heavy" used to. You're wrong. It's not past tense. It's happening right now.

I wish everyone would just leave me alone. Stop commenting on my weight or my appearance and just fuck. right. off.

Leave me to deal with this alone. If you're not going to help then GO AWAY.

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