It is all as I feared. I didn't lose any weight over winter break. I am trying to accept it, and getting close to doing so. But last night when I saw the truth on the scale, I was so angry at myself. I had more than a month to get the numbers down, and I wasted it. Ughhh. And there is no one to blame but myself. I wanted to kill myself, but they weigh your body when you die, and I wouldn't want that number recorded for the rest of time. Just kidding about the whole suicide thing, but I don't want my last days on this planet to be spent fat.
So this means war. On my body. Thus the title of this post. I leave for London on March 19th. I will be 105lbs. by then. I will eat the bare minimum until then. I have a little more than 25lbs. to lose by March 19th, and I will do it. There is no other option. I hate myself right now. This is no way to live. Thin is the way to live.
I will be posting more tomorrow. Right now, I need to go to bed.
Love you, Skinnies!
~Sottile
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You can do it gurl! I believe in you!
ReplyDeleteKeep your goal in sight and there's no way you can fail!
ReplyDeleteStay strong! Those few pounds will be gone in no time and think how gorgeous you'll look!!
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