Disappointed
I’m trying to see if I can exercise away my dissatisfaction. God, I’ll get there someday, but I was supposed to be in shape long before now. Prom is going to be in 4 months, and I’m not going to have made any real progress in losing weight, and it’ll just be awful, and not magical like it’s supposed to be. I’m scared that if I don’t lose at least like 30 pounds I’ll be trapped here in this bland, two dimensional town forever.Â








