one of the worst feelings is the realization that you’ve gained weight. sorry, i know that’s really superficial and that there’s a lot worse problems in the world that i’m glad i don’t have, but this really frucking irks me because i’ve been dealing with this my whole life. it’s at the point where i feel helpless. ugh. it’s so tiring to think about this. i’m sick of it. ah. i was looking at pictures from fall semester and i almost wanted to cry cause i can tell i was so much thinner then. it’s sad that i had to untag a bunch of recent pictures of myself because i didn’t like how i looked in them.
whatever though. like, i’m confident in who i am… i like myself, i know i’m an amazing person inside and that i have a lot of good qualities and that’s what matters most. and i like a lot about myself physically, just some things about my body need to be changed asap.
so as of now, i’m gonna try my hardest to get myself back where i feel more confident about my body. it’s not gonna be easy, it never is, but i just hope i follow through with this. wish me luck. :)