That's right. Back to 198, I've gained two pounds.
I had a post talking about it, but then blogger messed up. Great. It was depressing anyway. Don't take me seriously, I'm depressed right now. But you know what? Instead of inspiration, maybe I should just kill myself with lack of food. It's sounding like fun at the moment.
Off to (gack) lunch with complete strangers that I'm being forced into. And then... church. Yay. That's EXACTLY what I need right now (sarcasm). I always feel better at church, but I don't want to feel better. I want to be fucking miserable, because then, maybe, I'll be too depressed to stuff my fucking mouth.
Sophie Ellen
About Me
- SophieEllen
- I'm just a regular teenager, almost nineteen, who struggles with weight. Sounds familiar, yes? But I'm going to do something about it. I know I've indulged in food my entire life, and it's resulted in a disgusting and unhealthy body, but I have hope that I have the strength to fight through it. After all, the only one who can stop me is me - and I can take her. :D If no one reads this, that's okay. But for others out there, I hope that we can lend each other support as I chronicle my journey that will (WILL) end in me being a healthy weight.
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