My inner voice is a traitorous bitch indeed. Constantly telling me I can do this and that, such potential for greatness but then telling me I'll never reach it. Harping on what I haven't accomplished, never acknowledging what I have. That I'm good at this or that....but never good enough. Certainly not good enough to be loved by someone else. She says it's not about being thin or what the number is, but that you're fit and healthy and able to do all the things you want, and then turns around and says I won't get anywhere because I'm not slim, not pretty. Why would she want to hurt me, it certainly is no benefit to her. Some sick and twisted manipulation. Masochistic really.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
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