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| April 07, 2004
- 7:32 p.m. I think I'm sinking.... I think I'm swiming Welcome to Meryle's diary. Meryle feel's like crap. Meryle feels like crap because she keeps forgetting to eat. Meryle forgets to eat because her meds have an appetite suppressant side effect. Meryle feels like crap because she doesn't like her body. Meryle doesn't like her body because she thinks worthwhile guys don't find her attractive. Meryle doesn't think guys find her attractive because her breasts seem to be hanging lower and getting smaller. Meryle's breasts are hanging low and getting smaller because Meryle is loosing weight the wrong way. Meryle is loosing weight the wrong way, because she isn't working out, she's just forgetting to eat. Meryle is forgetting to eat because of the appetite surprising qualities of her drug. Meryle feels like crap because she doesn't have a job. Meryle doesn't have a job because she is too afraid to apply for jobs in case she gets turned down. Meryle thinks she'll get turned down because she has a fear of failure that often translates into a fear of success. Meryle has a fear of failure because she is an obsessive perfectionist with low self esteem. Meryle has low self esteem from years of abuse at school, and depression. Meryle has depression because she is frustrated with her lack of action. Meryle is frustrated with her lack of action, because she knows she can do anything she wants to do, and do it well, but she still can't do it. Meryle's frustration is turning into anxiety exacerbated by the meds. So what should Meryle do? Well obviously Meryle show schedule meals so she eats, start going to the gym regularly, get off her ass, get a job (any job, for now), and start doing all those things so can do so well. So why isn't it just that easy? Welcome to the world of ADD folks! If you are put in a position where you are FORCED to act, you will be tremendously successful and amazing. If you are allowed to mooch, sit, do whatever, with no consequences, you lead a very sad and mediocre life. I don't want to live like this anymore. I want to do something with my life. I'm still young, and I've seen other friends choose that wasteful path. I don't want to be like you, a year, five years, ten years from now. I want to change. I need to change. Living like this destroys your soul. Please, try and change with me. Don't let your life drift by with no meaning. It's never too late to change. ![]() HELP STOP STEPHEN HARPER Read more about his bigoted policies here ![]() previous - next |
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