Tuesday, 6 April 2010

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I'm sitting here, feeling like a fatass. Just had dinner, pasta with tomato sauce. At least I managed to avoid the chicken and the feta cheese my mum put in there.

I'm just so scared. Scared that I'll never be thin enough. Scared that I will never see my body for what it really is. Scared that I will never stop comparing myself to everybody else. Scared that I'll be stuck in this shit for the rest of my life. Scared to death by the thought of ever saying goodbye to ana.



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