I need to start running again, my roommates and I were hitting the gym a few times a week. But their motivation died off, I can tell. We never go anymore. I'm afraid my weight will start creeping up. My scale was fixed. And now is 100 percent broken. So I have no idea what I weigh. I just know it is too much and I hate myself.
All of myself.
How can Eli love me when I despise myself this much?
hope all ya'll had a good thanksgiving.