The Simple Provisions of Life...
Everytime I look into the mirror I see a growing individual... I see a heavy being and all I can see is the fat on my body....Josh looks at me and he grabbed my wrist and frowned last night as he claimed "You`re so small I feel like I could snap you in half."......I don`t doubt that he could, he is a very strong man.
But I see the weight....I see the food.....I see the fat....I cry.
I`m unsatisfied with myself.....with my weight.... and I`m so self conscience.
I want nothing more than to look into the mirror and be satisfied, but truth be told I never am satisfied.....I was more satisfied with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks and sores appearing on my body from the pressure of my mass forcing the bones to press against my skin.....no cushioning...than I am looking at the fat that spreads over my bones and hides them.
What is wrong with me?
R
But I see the weight....I see the food.....I see the fat....I cry.
I`m unsatisfied with myself.....with my weight.... and I`m so self conscience.
I want nothing more than to look into the mirror and be satisfied, but truth be told I never am satisfied.....I was more satisfied with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks and sores appearing on my body from the pressure of my mass forcing the bones to press against my skin.....no cushioning...than I am looking at the fat that spreads over my bones and hides them.
What is wrong with me?
R