*face palm*

If I were to describe to you a person who never felt pretty, who never felt beautiful or sexy, I’m sure you could relate. I mean, that’s why we are here, right? To change to be something else- to be someone we have always wanted to be. Honestly, I have no idea what else to do. I’ve been here off and on for several years, and I’m watching my weight creep back up again. I don’t want that. I don’t want to be this creature wrapped up in misery and fat and obsessing about what my next meal will be and when do I get to eat it.
I know how I got here.
I know why I’m here.
I can visualize what I want.
So why don’t I stay motivated? I just never can. Friends have come and go on here, I think I have maybe one person on here who is actually supportive. I need help. I need focus. And I can’t give up. I beseech you, please. I’m at a loss here. I’m not even sure I can do it, but I have to try. If you’re willing to walk with a broken person, please add me. Otherwise, I’m not sure I can make it. Trust me, if you know me, asking for help is not my style. Because you don’t know me, it makes this easier, but not by much. I’m asking for support, for help, and for the swiftest kick in the posterior you can offer.