I figured I was doing so well. I felt happy, but then I got on the scale today. I want to cry... as I throw the damn thing out the window. I hate it. I hate myself. I hate how I feel. Now, I hate how my clothes feel. I am so unhappy in my own skin that I can't stand it. I don't like how I am feeling this morning. I feel depressed and angry. I want to cry. I can't see anything special about me, why should anyone else? I want to put my sweats back on and crawl under my covers and hide. Bah Humbug. This is gonna be a rough start to my "already-not-feeling-the-spirit" holiday season.
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