- Its 5 AM and I was looking at pictures of them again, of her. I feel like I really did her wrong, but I know that I didnt. I know she used me (not only to feel better about herself but also to get stuff her way all the time). I know she never really cared to be my friend, though i was genuinly giving the girl who had no friends a real friend. I feel awful for just up and blocking her on messanger, for telling her that it's her fault that I was even trying to be nice again. I feel like it's my fault all the time, but it isnt.
And worst of all, I feel like I could never make him as happy as he was with her. I see their pictures, I see his smile. He's so.. wonderful and bright. I feel like I'm trapped in this awkward cycle of trying to push myself away from him, then coming back and realizing how absolutely awful I am. It's trapped me, I can't do anything anymore and I feel like I can't even think now. I know he doesn't like me, he's heard about what I've done before, he hates people who do what I did. But he is my friend, and somehow we have these.. soft moments that always lead me to not giving up on him. I want to cry, I can feel that knot in my throw. It's been so hard trying to figure this out, especially when I can't even figure my own future out.
I need to buckle down and stop with all the junk, I've gained 20 pounds since my grandmother died 2 years ago. That's insane. I can't keep gaining weight or I'll feel worse. It's so terribly hard to like myself as is. 160 pounds, 5 foot 3. No muscle mass, pure fat. That may not sound like much, but it is, I hadn't gained weight in 4 years prior to these last two. I used to think I was fat even then, but now .. it just feels so wrong to even say that I want to be smaller again. It's like I've done something to deserve this.. I don't know.
















