The Princess told me to;

1 week ago

I don’t complain often, so I think I’ve gained the right to do so..

I fucking hate my body. I hate all this cellulite I have on me, it’s disgusting. I know how to fix it, I know how to make myself happy, but I don’t. And I hate that too. I hate how fucking lazy I am. I hate how unmotivated I am. I hate how fucking hard it is for me to get over feeling stupid when I run. I hate how I can’t do anything without feeling judged. I met with a personal trainer and was told I’m the weakest person she’s ever met and I’m a ‘fat skinny’ person(my body fat percentage is pretty high..) I have absolutely no muscle, just the muscle that movies my bones, thats it. I can’t get over the fact that I barely like any fruits. I would love to try boxing, but I have no where to do that. I wanted to run in the color run this October and there’s no way I’ll be ready… I fucking hate this.. Why could I at east have some fitness skill. Instead of being a lazy ass, scared of doing things where I won’t be perfect, and avoiding them because I think people will judge me. i fucking hate being me.