Dreams
I got the number of made plans with this boy who had a locker nearly Will's IRL. Blonde, spiked hair, and tall. We made plans to go over the day's calculus lesson and do the homework. It was something to do with geometry and a theorem. Why does every calculus lesson have a theorem attached to it? Anyways, later that day, I made plans to attend the fair with Abbie and Madison. We did and he had a blast on all the rides. However, o lost my parent's vehicle and went scrambling to look for them. Turns out, there was another parking centre and my mother's car was parked there. I honestly contemplated going up to a good semeraten (how do you spell that?), an employee, or back inside the theatre to ask Professor Rasso, but when a homeless lady asked me for money. That was when the sketchiness of the town began to sink in for me and I bolted out of there looking for my mother with my friends. We made it and my parents complained about how we were at the fair forever and that the sun was already down (it was 17:30). Mum drove us home. At home, I gave the boy a call regarding the calculus homework but first spoke to Madison and Darcy before my alarm went off.
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Dear me,
I've been trying to stay positive, but it's hard when it feels like your life is falling apart. Not only did I binge when I got home from school, but my parents are beginning to fat-shame me again. That's when my eating habits got worse. I've been trying to regain my motivation, but I've just been too tired lately. I know the only way to fix this is to get more sleep and better my morning and evening routines. When moments like this happen, face it, control your response to it, and realise you will come out a stronger person.
As the days went on, I continued to train my mind to think positively, stay consistent with my skincare and lifestyle changes, and discover stress-coping mechanisms.
"Taking a step backwards after a step forward is not a disaster, and remember every effort counts. It may seem small but you're still moving forward."
