RIP BRITTANY

I've been putting off posting for a while, just for the simple fact that i feel unworthy of even having any of you bother to read it.

Everyone else always seems to be making progress and i'm too worried about weighing myself in the morning in fear of reality comin' crashing down.

I don't really know how to describe it, i feel like a pathetic tag-a-long not strong enough to really apply myself.

I just don't understand it, i can't seem to comprehend how my body doesn't recognise that the one thing i want more than anything in the world trumps all my other needs.

Pah, needs, that describes me well, needy and weak.

I need help just to do something i want, God help me with everything else.


I could scream in frustration at myself for my own mistakes.


None of that probably made any sense. Sorry.
Another thing i could probably use help with..cohesion.


Maybe see you all in the new year.
Have a good christmas girls, here's to the new year: a new start!

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