I lost another pound. Ana says it's not enough. It's a start but it's not enough. I must keep losing. It's the only thing that's every on my mind, my weight. People say I'm weak. I may feel weak but it's strong of me to keep away from my temptations. "Look at what your doing to yourself, how do you think other people will think of you" No stop that bullshit right there. Don't make me feel bad, don't make me think of others. This is my life, my choices, my mistakes, my body... The reason I do what I do is because of what people say. Society can never be pleased. That's why no ones perfect. But what I do makes me feel happy. Losing this weight increases my levels of confidence and self-esteem. So you can go f*** yourself with your bullshit help.
