So for all you ladies or gentlemen who want to get skinny, listen up!

Try suffering. The natural way to get skinny. Yeah. Suffering. You know, when the world closes in on you and you’ve got no way out..or when you’re staring at your children and can’t provide for them..when every day is not only a mental struggle, but a physical one. It really does a lot for the nerves and the body. You are all beautiful people that allow these ideas from letting you see how wonderful a person you already are. Don’t get me wrong, I understand. Everyone wants to be something better. Everybody wants more. But honestly, I wish a lot of you would understand that there is a bright, warm and beautiful light within you..there are so many thoughts, dreams, and stories to come out of your being. The present never stays the present for more than a second; somewhere down the road you are going to experience YOUR fufilling moment. And trust me, it feels great. Better than great because it belongs to you.

Right now I’m suffering and have been suffering for most of my life. People look at me, think im pretty, and see me laugh..thinking that there can’t POSSIBLY be anything wrong. But they couldn’t be any more deceived. Inside me is a raw centre; full of pain, sorrow, disappointments, goals, and depression. I was supposed to be one of the most succesful students to graduate from my high school…and go on to bigger and better things..instead, a 2 years out of high school, I still haven’t completed my freshman year of college. I no longer go to school and am no where near where I intended to be. My family still struggles to make ends meet and I do my best to help. I don’t have a choice in this weight loss of mine. It happens anyway. Constant depression, endless stress and discouragements, not enough rest and poor eating habits are shaving off the strength from my body . At 20, I have incredible back pain, sore joints at times, and an increasingly somber outake on life. I do not do anything for fun, I go to work, run to my duties, and that’s about it. If it were not for my boyfriend and the few people who care about me, I would have gone insane. Sadness is no good for the body…it steadily eats away at the spaces God made in you for laughter and joy.

So the next time you look at yourself and are not happy with how you look, please understand that you have sooo much more to enjoy and be grateful for. There are people who are forced to watch their loved ones waste away, or watch themselves waste away.

Though my heart cries often and i pray for better days and finally a better time, I am thankful for the fact that when I first got sick, I didn’t die..and for the fact that God placed good people in my life at good times.

Everyone’s time of happiness and fufillment comes..don’t doubt yours.

i wonder if when people see me, they see intelligence.

Do not label me as a pretty face, a naturally sexy being, a beautiful slim body with lovely features..please don’t look at me as just something to look at..I’m smart, you know. I could run circles around you in topics concerning a million-and-one different things..yet you see me and your eyes run over me covetously..you see my easy smile, dancing eyes, and open face…my firm and full bosom, my slight waist that tapers to my small behind…and you want to grab me. You think that you can have me…should have me..but you’re wrong. All those features are what God gave me externally..they are just attributes..what He gave me internally is what you should be focused on. There is a passion that blows through my body, an intelligence that zips through my extremities like the fastest bolt of electricity, an understanding of pain and suffering that affects the way i view and deal with others and also influences my temperament. Please do not look at me and call me beautiful..

..if you won’t see the beauty inside of me.