TRIGGER WARNING ‼️ : I vented all my life’s problems in 3 paragraphs
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever make it. I feel like a devil takes control of me every time I binge. It was going so well, ate a filling breakfast but then I just have to eat everything that’s in the damn house. And I wanna blame my mom for buying more roof but I can’t because I was the one who promised myself and I was the one who broke the promise. Seriously though, I don’t think I can ever escape this shitty mess I’m in. Sometimes, I’m not wishing it on myself, but if I didn’t have so much excess money to waste I wouldn’t eat so much.
I’ve literally tried everything, saving my breakfast money to buy lipgloss, eating only in the night , omad , ⭐️🪽, purging (I couldn’t even do it), everything. Everything. I’m so fucking frustrated, why can’t I just be skinny, and I don’t think I’d be this mad if I was fast and rich or pretty or likeable. But it seems God put all the bad qualities on me. Fat, actually ugly (not just being mean to myself), mean person, ugly personality, and the most middle class as it can get.
Im so tired. I just can’t anymore. I just wanna have it all or even one and I’ll work on the others. But I need something to motivate me. I can’t even workout to burn off the calories I’ve eaten because it’s rainy so I can’t walk and when it’s not raining the sun is shining and I fucking hate the sun, and I’m to damn lazy to do a YouTube workout even though I have millions saved on my computer. God really just give me the most average life, average everything grades, family, looks every damn shit.
1. Pretty little things (just started and I’m loving it)
2. TVD (why didn’t I start earlier)