I'm sick of not losing the weight.
I'm sick of people walking out when I enter a room.
I'm sick of having nothing to say.
I'm sick of waiting for the next morning to come so I can weigh myself again.
I'm sick of wishing the days away.
I'm sick of not doing anything.
I'm sick of hurting so much.
I want to go back. I want to go back to how things were
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