I used to end every sentence with “when I lose weight.”
I’ll be more energetic.
When I lose weight...I’ll catch the eye of the man I want.
When I lose weight...I’ll be better at my job.
When I lose weight...I’ll attend more social gatherings.
When I lose weight...I’ll get more roles in movies and plays.
When I lose weight…
I soon realized that I wanted to lose weight, so that my life would begin!
I was on standby for years.

I used to end every sentence with “when I lose weight.”
I’ll be more energetic.
When I lose weight...I’ll catch the eye of the man I want.
When I lose weight...I’ll be better at my job.
When I lose weight...I’ll attend more social gatherings.
When I lose weight...I’ll get more roles in movies and plays.
When I lose weight…
I soon realized that I wanted to lose weight, so that my life would begin!
I was on standby for years.
When I finally lost 20 kilos, the magic I was waiting for didn’t happen.
Everyone could see how much weight I lost. Everyone but me.
I look in the mirror and can still see love handles, a huge ass, and large breasts.
I can still see curves and jiggly bits.
I wish I could shave my body down to the shape of a stick.
I thought pictures would make me less anxious once I’ve lost some weight.
I thought I’d be less anxious the moment I looked at myself in a picture and saw how my arms and thighs looked.
I have a whole strategy planned out for my arms in pictures, especially.
There are dangerous positions for arms in pictures.
Angled this way, my arms would look huge.
But angled that way, they’ll look flabby and wobbly.
The best position for them is behind my back.