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Sunday, July 19, 2020
I have this horrible habit of giving up with minor setbacks. Alot of it comes from upbringing and more so depression with emotional and binge eating coating my years of life. After all, how can you care about how much you weigh If you don't care if you live or die? I am not being dramatic, I am being brutally honest
I'm okay right now so I will try again. I've always been fat, and I've resigned myself to accepting that. For brief moments I get inspired and want to try, so it's been three weeks now and I am still going strong.
I want to share my words with the world, not sure how, not sure what, but I do.
Anyway this was a "up waaaaay to late" ramble. Yeah. Okay, bye.