I hate that I can't see a candid photo of myself without focusing on how my cheeks look really chubby and now I'm sitting here holding back tears and feeling like I have to start crash dieting right away. I have delicious leftover pizza in the fridge from lunch. I can't go to the gym today because my back is still a little iffy.

You guys are probably getting really sick and tired of listening to me complain but I feel like this is the only place where I can hash this stuff out. I can't talk about it with CorgiMan because he has his own weight and body image issues. I can't talk about it with my family because they won't have any sympathy and anything that ties back to my depression/mental issues is a big Don't Ask Don't Tell. I'm smaller than many of my friends so trying to talk to them doesn't result in much sympathy.

I feel like I'm going out of my goddamn mind.