I feel like weight loss is just one big game of irritation, unhappiness and worry.
I just want to think I look good and I want other people to look at me and think I look good.
And I want to eat what I want and feel full.
The world is so big and there’s so much life waiting out there. I’m tired of sitting on this couch I want to wander! But literally it’s a choice between buying art supplies for school or running away to Montreal for three days…