it's too easy to fail and let voices enter through little cracks in this wall i've built to protect myself from slipping back into old habits. when i hear someone commenting about my body, the cracks get a little bigger. they say the imagination is stronger than the willpower. but my imagination isn't strong enough to envision a thinner but healthier me: what i see for the future is self-sabotage, and ugly. evasion of the truth, the true way out.
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