I feel so down. It's the weather, and the lack of control I've had. I weighed myself today and realized I've gained back all I lost. My BMI is back to 22.7 which is awfully close to the overweight range. I'd like to get down to 18, atleast. Control control control.
I have to leave in an hour and a half. I'm sitting here in a tank top and panties, and I'm freezing. I'm an idiot. I hate today. I want sunlight, and I want to be able to pick up my camera again. I've found so many inspiration photographs and people, but none of it is rubbing off on me. I barely find the drive to even put make-up on for the day. Today was the first time I've blow-dried my hair in almost a month. I haven't put a straightener to it in longer. I just stopped caring. I feel gross.
What am I to you?
- Krissy
- Windham, New Hampshire, United States
- I can't breathe without you here with me.
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I remember how pissed off at life I was when I lived in Windham. But it had nothing to do with the weather (trust me, being in California for almost 9 months now, it's kind of depressing not having four seasons) or my personal shit, but rather the fact that everyone in this hellhole town all thinks, acts, and looks the same. All the neighborhoods look the same. All the people are the same. The most eventful things to happen there were annual fundraisers for the library. It drove me nuts. Just the whole environment there felt like being locked up in one of those generic 1950's sitcoms. Thankfully, I graduated from Salem High last year and am now living it up at college in Los Angeles. Hopefully, you'll get out of here some day.
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