i’ve been a little happier lately.

i’ve been wearing what i want, walking with confidence (not just faking it, for once in a long time) and just trying to love myself.

it’s not easy… and i’m no where near competely satisfied with myself. i still hate my weight, still struggle with barely eating and negative thoughts taking over and blahblahblah.

but at least i’m getting somewhere.

who knows how long this will last, but i want to have a good summer; a happy summer. i can’t spend every second despising myself, not again.