Sunday, February 21, 2016

I look in the mirror everyday and think to myself, "Oh, my, God, you're so FAT!" I'm disgusted by what I see. I don't see beauty looking back at me anymore; I just see this pig. How did I let myself get this way? It hurts. It hurts to not be able to fit into clothes nicely. It hurts to run out of breath when climbing the stairs. It hurts to have to sit down and tug my foot up to me instead of bending down to tie my shoes. It hurts to have to try and hold my belly out of the way so I can shave my bikini line, then just give up in tears. And Nick wonders why I don't want him to touch me? I know they say that your man will love you through anything, but how can somebody love you when you don't love yourself?