Last night it really hit me hard. I was fucking miserable, crying and feeling sorry for myself. I can’t help but think about it over and over again. I truly do feel ugly, useless, and worthless. I really hate feeling like this, I’ve been trying to be more positive in situations like this one, but I couldn’t. I broke down. I need to sleep for a week and not wake up. Too bad I can only sleep for six hours a night.
18.0 bmi. Standard.
Some days I’m okay. Some days it still stings.