Dear Diary, I'm a Disaster

Have you ever felt like there was a pit inside you? A pit so heavy it dragged you down to your knees, groveling to an invisible God when others could not see you, for being on your knees was below what your pride would allow? And in the darkness, kneeling alone with that growing black hole inside you, trying to swallow you whole, have you ever felt that if you were one pound heavier, you would sink to the center of the Earth?

Well, that's how I feel right now. Of course, at 102 pounds I'm far from sinking. Even a strong wind makes me feel like I'm about to fly into the sky. But there's pressure that comes with perfection, pressure that can make you or break you. I still don't know what that pressure will do to me, but do join me on my journey.