Once in a while, to put that lightly, I fall into a well of despair and wallow in self pity, whether it’s about my appearances, my art, my business, my social life, and so on. I can’t help it. I’m always so hard on myself despite being so laid back about everything else. I’m a walking oxymoron. Lately it’s been one of those episodes. I’d been unhappy about my body. My shoulders are no longer toned, they’re soft and shapeless like pancake, I felt like I gained weight (whether it’s factual or not that’s besides the point ~ human psychology is weird), and
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