I woke up on Monday feeling immensely sad. I wasn’t sad about anything in particular, but it really made my day a struggle. I couldn’t even blog!
On top of feeling sad, I just started beating myself up about everything. My hair is too short. My stomach is too fat. I’m too ugly. It was rough.
But I need to understand, even if there are things I want to work on (like exercising regularly) I need to be happy with who I am already. I’m a wonderful, kind person with a body that loves me, even if I don’t always love it. That is more than perfect!
depressed and well dressed 