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Thank you for posting this, guys. I was having really goofy thoughts. "WHAT DID I DO TO GET BANNED?!! TALKING ABOUT RUNNING??? RISQUE RISQUE!"

:D IKR? It ain't that serious, ya'll. Hostility... Anyway, good luck. You're going to own this.

Yeah. I know. I should not care. That's pretty darn hard though. I think a good chunk of the human population wants to be liked by others. It may be an innate survival trait. I don't know. As I said before, I was really, really starting to gain some confidence. If you had spotted me a year ago, I would not be proudly…

Not really. I just wanted to know how others think and if they have varying ways to counter when they feel badly. I think others get tired of seeing the robotic, braggy *kitten*-kickage posts and find honesty and vulnerability refreshing. Not that there won't be future posts of confidence. :) I get what you mean though…

I don't know. It's good and bad. I get a little annoyed sometimes when people miss my point or act like they know everything. The latter is much more commonplace. However, I've met a lot of friends from just a single post on the forums who have helped me think of things differently or feel better. So, I don't think they…

Ah. Of course this gives me white hairs. However, I was hoping that we could share horror stories and get a laugh at least. Unfortunately, mine is too fresh to share at the moment.

How does one feel confident about themselves then? I'm combating over 20 years of negative self talk here. 0.0'

OH. You were talking about my sneakers. ...Woops. How does one dress sexy effortlessly? I guess what I'm saying is that I want to look all done up without looking like I tried. I'm not explaining this well. I don't want to look like I'm going to the club when I'm just hanging out at the park, yet wouldn't mind looking…

I'll take sisterly advice--no offense taken! (Although I always automatically tense up whenever I see that line. It's like saying "Don't hit the big, red button". ) I'll be on the look out for some swim shorts (actually, they were my goal), but I was having trouble finding a good pair that actually made me look OK. I don't…

I love the smell of vanilla because it reminds me of Mom, coffee smell mixed with salty ocean smell, clothes fresh out of the dryer, my boyfriend's shirt, my sister's perfume that lets me know she was there, worn book pages, burned leaves, and freshly mowed grass. Oh, and out-of-the-shower mixed with bed linen smells. I'm…

I specifically said that it's bad to waste food, actually. If I wasn't clear, my message was meant to convey to relax or back off trying to guilt or otherwise shame the OP. It was less along the "monkey see, monkey do" logic and more "those that live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones" argument. There were four or five…

Hahhaa. Made me giggle maniacally once I figured out what 'mirin meant. I guess the person below me should skip me and do the person above me for this to be fair.

A lot of people here need to relax. Seriously. Especially the person saying she's glad she grew up with brothers because of the original poster's urge to lose two pounds. Wanting to lose those two pounds is not petty at all. Two pounds on my frame makes a big difference. Two pounds is twice as much as that first pound lost…

How you doooin'? *wink and point all cheesy-sexy like* Hoh my. I meant that for the post above, but was beaten to it! Y'know what, I don'tevencare. I'm keeping it. Hayhayhay.

Truth. My sister keeps telling me to eat, knowing that I'm trying to lose weight. She also calls me skinny. She was feeling badly about herself and I don't know why. She just had a baby. She can dance--she has a lot going for her. She just needs to make time to get back on track. Still, this wasn't as bad as my aunt who…

Uhh...I clearly need to up the ante here as far as my regimen goes. One time, I had trouble opening one of those restaurant doors. I literally stared at the door, thinking, "Oh no. How do I get out now? My boyfriend's little brother is behind me. I hope he doesn't realize..." I finally pushed it open, but it was so heavy…

Haha. Before I read the rest of the last sentence, I was about to say, "Um, this thread is also full of a bunch of internet losers." Cute.

Feel sorry for the other folks though. *snort* In all seriousness though, thank you. The one I found HATES it when I get into these fits, and I don't blame him. I would be frustrated if the situation were reversed. I would also take it less gracefully, responding to his fits with, "I THINK YOU'RE F*CKING BEAUTIFUL NOW…

...Do you think you're just being known for being pretty or is that an example? :/

Yeah. It is shallow, but it's something that I guess has been brainwashed into me from art classes. As I'm drawing my subject, I'm thinking, "Wow. He/she's so handsome/beautiful. I wish I could look like that from all angles and be a work of art too." I wish I could appreciate myself in the same way? It's really stupid, I…

Thank you. You are wiser than I, obviously. XP

I keep forgetting to quote or to mention the person I'm responding to. Sorry about that. :/

Thank you for your feedback as well. Yeah, another reason I posted was for a confidence test, which obviously I didn't do so well on. I've always struggled a bit with my self-esteem. I was hoping that I would have enough self-esteem to not care regardless of the outcome. WRONG. Still did. :/ I was also wondering how honest…

Hahaha. You made my day with your honesty. Not that the others were dishonest. I sense I'm digging myself into a hole here: moving on. Also, your opinion would actually carry more weight than that of males due to your aforementioned criteria for creepy MFP guys. I like that strategy. I think I'm going to adopt it--plus a…

Why do I care? I guess I wanted to know if there was any visible progress or to see where I am from an unbiased viewpoint. I don't know about self-worth. I view appearance and self-worth as entirely different things. Although, I guess there is some overlap, due to feeling upset at the result.

How do you counter this feeling--especially when it seems everyone around you is a perfect ten (and they know it) and you're having crazy scalpel-meet-face thoughts? @.@' Thank you for your feedback. (And now she's run away due to figuring out I'm cray cray)

Why am I always behind the above poster? Can't e-ven compete: 10

Geisha. (beautiful)

Morticia. (Please take as a complement. Wish I resemble her.)