You know a moment when you can’t help but just fress on something?
It could be a moment of depreasion. Mostly is.
There are two kinds of people in the world.
a) Who fress in depression.
b) Who starve in depression.
If you are picking sides here, are you able to choose a better one? The latter sound better than the first one, doesn’t it? You would loose weight.
Yeah, at the cost of what? Anorexia? Bulimia? Ir some other eating disorder. Anemia? You forget that it could be fatal!
Loving yourself the way you are can be hard. It can be difficile. It can be arduous. But life isn’t easy. You strive for what you want. This is a hurdle, you need to jump.
Or you’re stuck. For good.