I look in the mirror and I see a blond with blue eyes who has aged so badly. I see a big fat person staring back at me with a big fat stomach and big arms. I touch my stomach for about the 20th time and I have only been up for about half an hour. Oh how I hate what I see. WHy can't I see what people tell me they see. I stayed awake all night thinking about my body and how gross it is, touching my stomach feeling the fat. WHy can't I stop it is all I think about. Can anyone help me? ANy words of encouragment?
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