I crave the show from week to week...its like a sick addiction, but is it really? for the first time in years I'm finding myself truly motivated...not just from that movie, but I recently saw a picture of myself and I was and still am truly sick to my stomach over how large my body is now. I long to go back to the days when my face was skinny and I was proud of my appearance...I know I put on this weight because of unhappiness, I'd eat and eat to supress my feelings as I struggled through a few different battles...but none of those excuses stand up anymore...
I look at those contestants and I'm not only crying for them, I'm crying because I know I'm headed that way if I don't do something about it now. I'm crying because for some of them this show was a last ditch effort to save their life. I never want to get to that point. EVER.
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