I am going to try this diary again. It really did help me in the past, and I want to try again. Recently I went on vacation, and I realized something. My weight really does control my life. Even though I packed clothes that I thought I looked okay in, as soon as my boyfriend took a picture of me, all I could focus on was how horrible I looked. Instead of having the most fun I could have, I looked at all the girls who walked by me. I was so jealous of what they were wearing, or had the confidence to wear. I was so jealous they could wear those cute shirts, and looked so cute. Even though I try other things like fixing my hair, or putting on my makeup other ways, I always feel like I look horrible.
I know my boyfriend feels bad about it even though I always tell him it's not his fault. He's so wonderful to me, he always tries to encourage me, and tell me how beautiful I look, but I always push him away. It's hard to admit this, but we haven't been intimate for awhile, and I know why. Everytime I look into the mirror, I'm disgusted at what I see. I think about what he sees, and how it's so ugly... I just keep falling deeper and deeper into this hole, and I feel like I can't escape.
I just want to be my real self. I know if I lost weight, I would be so much happier. I just want the chance to feel what all the other girls feel, I want to feel truly beautiful and happy. There are so many things I want to do with my life, and I feel like each day is just passing me by. I want my boyfriend and I to have our own apartment, I want to have fun again, I want to feel free, I want to have a goal and passion again. I want to be my true self.
Yes, I've thought about all these things before, again and again for a couple years now, but the other night I truly realized it. It was like all my excuses were taken away, they were proven wrong, I had nothing left. So now, I'm starting again.