The fat girl is still holding me back.
My body may look different, but the same thoughts still occupy my brain in a lot of ways.
I still struggle with thinking I'm not good enough, because of what I look like, that I repulse people. I question why somebody would want to be my friend. I don't even believe that they would, regardless of what they say. So I do my usual and go running right back into my shell.
And I don't even have the confidence to SMILE at the cute guy at work. No way. I'm sure the response I'll get is him laughing in my face. I look in the mirror and I don't think I'm hideous, but I think thats what the rest of the world thinks. And I don't know how to break out of this way of thinking.