Everything just isn't the same. I have a hard time with weight.
I know it's a problem what am I to do? I can confess to myself and everyone.
I eat because food is my drug. I know it's bad but I can't control myself.
When I hear things about me like
"more and more I'm starting to dislike you"
from someone whom I look up too.
It's a wound in my heart. I can not help how I've been raised. I'm not perfect
I know that I have to change. Change is so hard.
Am I that bad? Am I really that bad..................
I'm looking forward to seeing my cousin tomorrow.
Tricia and I might be spending time together yay!
for now I'm a little blue,
REMINDER TO SELF IT GETS BETTER
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