I don't want to talk about it.
No, really.
I ran 6 miles on Saturday and well, the rest.... not so stellar.
I hate my body this week. I just want to curl up in bed and never go back in public ever again. I turn 28 on Sunday and I've never dreaded a birthday before. I just feel so disappointed in myself. I really let myself go this past year. I mean, I'm not "fat" by normal standards, but I don't feel like myself at all. Someone sent me a picture of myself from a few weeks ago and I nearly broke down in tears when I saw it. I don't even know who I am anymore.
I feel as if I have failed.
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