*sigh* -.-
What kind of terrible person do you have to be to feel so alone in the world? My family is abandoning me for the third consecutive Easter. Big surprise? Not exactly. I'm not a priority to my family, either my mom's side or dad's side. I don't really know why that is. With the right encouragement I'd be so much more than I am. I think about how I would be so much less worried about life if there was more stability in it. Not to mention not being a cynical bitch whore. I've started looking for approval in the wrong places. And even those aren't going well. I just feel like the world's crashing. I haven't found a summer job yet. No one wants to be with me or around me. What makes that idea harder is that it's cyclical; the more depressed you are, the less people want to be around, and then the deeper the depression delves.
Speaking of stability, I've worked out every single day this week since Monday at the Rec or walking/jogging around campus. I have counted my points on the Weight Watchers system, to no avail. It seems like something happens every single day that makes it impossible to stay on track. I really want to get my life into balance, cutting out the garbage so that I'm happier, less stressed, and healthier. I realized how fat I really look, and it's pretty distressing. I just want my 135 pound body back. Is that too much to ask for?
Speaking of stability, I've worked out every single day this week since Monday at the Rec or walking/jogging around campus. I have counted my points on the Weight Watchers system, to no avail. It seems like something happens every single day that makes it impossible to stay on track. I really want to get my life into balance, cutting out the garbage so that I'm happier, less stressed, and healthier. I realized how fat I really look, and it's pretty distressing. I just want my 135 pound body back. Is that too much to ask for?