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I’ve been confined in bed since last Friday, and now that it’s Friday again, I’m sick of sitting in self-pity and wasting time in bed. I can’t even force myself to look at my computer screen without struggling.
So I decided to challenge myself to be as active as I had been in recent months. I hate making promises to myself and not keeping them, but it’s time to do something about it.
People get fixated on certain physical features, and my nose has always been one of those things for me. It ruins my whole face, which is why I hate it. I’m worried that as a result, I’ll never find a significant other. But all I can do is accept what I’ve been given.
Even though I want to better my health and appearance, I can’t just sit around feeling sorry for myself. I need to come up with (realistic) goals and stick to it. I’ve been dealing with bad skin for the past week, but I can either sit here and cry or do something when I get better.
I’m at a healthy weight overall, but I’d like to get rid of the excess fat around my stomach. Instead of moaning, I should put in the effort to make it happen.
Having faith in God can be helpful, but I also know the importance of doing the work myself. Nothing worthwhile is ever easy, but the end results are well worth the effort.
