So I'm meeting up with a friend today that I only get to see once a month or so. We live about an hour and a half apart, so we meet in the middle for shopping or a movie or something. I am nervous to see her. It's so strange, the last time we were together she was telling me how her new antidepressants were making her weight go up and down. She said she ranged from 130 to 144. I couldn't believe it, she looked sooooo good. I thought, how on earth does she look skinnier and better than me, when I weigh much less than that?? On top of that she is the most unactive person I know... life really just isn't fair.
So yeah, I'm nervous to see her. I always feel like I need to get all dressed up or something to compete with her in public, but she always looks so much better, her hair and face and even the comfy plain clothes she wears are better than anything I would wear.
- Location:bedroom
- Mood:
contemplative
I'm not really sure where I belong right now...I hate my body, my imagine, and almost everything about my life. I wish I had a chance to start over. There are so many recovery stories, I just want to change and be like them. I read the Brittany Snow interview all the time. She is normal now. How is that even possible???
- Location:bed
- Mood:
crushed
