"Some things should never be defined."
I feel helpless and confused. I'm torn inside. I have many conflicting thoughts and emotions which add to my burden of making the decision.
I'm in a position.
I wish nothing happened. I wish something happened. I wish for answers, clarity and serenity.
I wish for my heart and mind to be at peace, and to forget the things I cannot change. I want to accept and embrace what I have and give up the things that are not meant to be mine.
I must learn to accept that I, as a morally upright human being, cannot have 'the best of both worlds'.
I am not teddy bear or baby hulk. I am bullshit. An eating disorder waiting to happen. I am obesity in female form. Fat and morbid.
Rachel, be happy. Live happy, and have
faith.
