Life has a way of being a mixed bag, and me being me, is very good at squishing it all into a big miserable pulp of misery. I really am awful at finding the positive of any situation ( Read more... )

Today was sign on day. I hate it. I hate being made to feel like dirt, through no fault of my own. I apply for jobs, attend interviews, it's not my fault I get no further. I would know who's fault it is, if the stinking interviewers would get back in contact, but I am just ignored and forgotten about, Which is really bad for my self-esteem ( Read more... )

But this isn't time for happiness.
This is me whinging about my wieght.

The hardest thing in  the world to do is to admit that you are fat. Sounds really stupid, but its true. I can tell you a thousand things I hate about myself, and whilst my weight would be mentioned, it certainly would be acknowleged, but that's about it.

But acknowleging ( Read more... )