I tried. I failed. I

I tried.
I failed.
I tried again.
I failed.
I almost lost it all.
I gave up.
Why can't I move on?

Moving On

Alot of things have happened recently.

Most of all, I've changed.

I'm tired of not being good enough for anyone.

I'm changing that.

I WILL lose weight.

I HAVE stopped the bad habit.

I WILL move on.

I will make myself likable.

I don't want sympathy. I don't need sympathy.

I need distractions. From food, from life, from stress, from everything.

I need people to listen when I need to vent, and not judge me. I need people to just hug me and move on.

I'm not a charity case.

Even if I act like one sometimes.

please don't treat me as such.