I look at myself in the mirror and all I see are rolls and folds of flesh. It seems like they have been there forever. They have taken residence in my body, like a bad tenant who refuses to acknowledge their eviction notice. Are there marshalls or sheriff that I can call to do a forced eviction. NOPE. Not when it comes to fat. It refuses to move. Right now, i feel paralyzed. There are a plethora of activities that I could be doing, yet I have ZERO energy to do them.
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Saturday, September 20, 2025
another day, another tear
How do I feel today? Can I name my emotions? Can I put a label to the hurricane of sadness manifesting in my brain? Is there a end to this? Is there something that can take away this pain. YES, I know there is! Today, it just feels so far away, like I'm a million miles away from the throne of justice and righteousness.
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