so...at what point did y’all figure out there’s never gonna be a ‘skinny enough’ and no amount of weight loss can fix the emptiness in your chest or how much you wish you could sleep forever
Why does the phrase "Calories don't count" make me so upset? I guess it's the fact that for years I have been counting calories trying to be good enough but then all that shit i went through was for nothing? Well fuck I've been wasting my life suffering for fucking nothing.
The thing I hate most about my scars is how long they take to fade. I have one that had been there for months and I'm fucking worried someone will find out.