I have a problem. I want to go back in time and tell little me to not eat so much and enjoy exercising but I also want to go back and tell little me that she is beautiful the way she is. It’s hard to rationalize the horrible thoughts in my head when I can’t imagine expressing them aloud. The constant negative thoughts are crushing me. I feel like I’m at the bottom of a well screaming for help but no one can save me. I feel helpless. It’s the worst feeling.
would u rather fight a buff nerd or a jock who listens to jazz