That is what I am. 251 pounds that hold me in better that the steel bars ever could. The motivitation just won't come though. I try to get up and do exercise, but I am just so depressed and lonely. Then I self medicate with chocolate or hot wings. After that I feel like a failure. I am 35 and don't have a soul here for me. Yes I have my daughters, but it is different. What I long for are friends. I moved up here and went to work and have no social life. The only friend I do have is not even 30 yet. I love her dearly, but we are on different maturity levels. Back home, I never saw any of my "so called friends" so I moved up here for the opportunity to make money and own a home. I just wish there were some women out there who I could connect with.
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