Holy Crap!
Losing weight is hard. I make up my mind to do it, and my weight goes in the wrong direction.
Being thin scares the teeth out of me! I start peeling back layers and there's just so much to be afraid of.
Right now I'm standing up. I'm walking in place as I type.
I was at 235.6 this morning.
Part of me does not want to be thin if I can't also be a man. Being a skinny, pretty girl is the scariest thing in the world to me.
I'm daydreaming about having a farm. I'm day dreaming about being able to go to like the Biggest Loser Ranch for a month.
Duo
