~INSECURITIES~

I hate myself.

I tell tell myself all the time;

Why am i not skinny?..

Actually no, why aren't i getting any skinnier?

This doesn't happen like i wish it did,in a week.

It takes more than that.

Lifting my top after every finished workout to see results even though it has only been a few days.

There's a different certain time limit in each and every one of our brains that sense everything should be done all at once.

Patience doesnt interfere, fate does.

Like in my favourite subject, Art.

Masterpieces only become masterpieces once you create them using your techniques, own initial skills and develop it till it gets to the stage you wish it to get.

But then this is where effort becomes the the one and only option.

More or likely like fat.

Fat doesn't just burn in a click of a finger?

Work and Effort are the main keywords in this context.

No effort? No results.

No work? No lifestyle.

No pain? No gain.

You will never obtain all these dream bodies that you admire if you don't push yourself to get them.

That extra mile means almost everything.

Both to yourself, your body and your whole life.

It all gets to me, i think deeply.

Goals.

A place you want to be but can't because you aren't on that level yet so you tell yourself that's going to stay as part of your aim.

Next, appearances become the main importance to you too.

We all want the same thing. We want to be perfect, although no one ever is born that way or even becomes that way.

Perfection doesn't exiat unless you visualise it through your eyes.

I guess every human has a different taste, a different perspective view and different opinions.

How should we define "Perfection" anyway?

It only becomes legit when you deeply believe in it, yourself.

Everyone has different choices when it comes to perfection.

Envy.

You find yourself looking at all these pictures of those who have already finally reached their goals.

Their eyes paint a million pictures to explain a great adventure they had to go through.

The stress, the hurt and the tearsb of blood and sweat.

Giving up was something they never even thought of doing.

They're smiling.

They're happy.

Relief is what they are all feeling.

They're finally able to show off all their efforts to the whole, entire world after all these years of insecurity from the fat of the past.