Today I went to the store to by myself some new cloths, I have noticed that my old cloths are getting to tight around my waist. I hate trying on cloths. I am too fat and hate getting upset and depressed when I cannot fit the size I think I am or was. So I just by the cloths and try them on at home. This time I bought a size larger then normal. I tired them on and I could barely get them to button up on the pants, I bought a t-s*** 2 sizes larger and it fit just right. When I looked in the mirror I had a muffin top still, even in bigger cloths. I hate myself. I hate how fat I am. I hate that I eat unhealthy food and always tell myself its not that much or I will stay the same. When I see myself naked I cry. I am encased in a self made prison of depression and fat. I am so upset by this I have been having thought of cutting myself or just starving myself to death, so that I no longer have to live in a prison of flesh and pain.
