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Morgan Torres said:I honestly don't see how being depressed has anything to do with having a boyfriend🤷 unless you're saying every single guy in the Hamptons is depressed?
Fair point😁...
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Morgan Torres said:I honestly don't see how being depressed has anything to do with having a boyfriend🤷 unless you're saying every single guy in the Hamptons is depressed?
Lisa Wells65;24833206 said:That bold text is honestly an eyesore, I can't just sit here without saying something. (Please don't take this personally.😁)
If someone is trying to lose weight, their primary driver—aside from health or other obvious stuff—should be wanting to feel good about themselves and doing it for themselves.
Everything I do, whether it's my diet or hitting the gym, I do for me. I want to feel better, more confident, healthier, happier... When I see these "get fit for a guy" or "fix yourself up for him" narratives, it honestly triggers a bit of a reaction in me. (Sorry, I can't help it.😁)
look, I get where you're coming from... everyone has their own take on things...😁
shadowcobra32 said:Hey there... first time posting here.😉 I finally worked up the nerve to make a profile and actually spill my darkest secrets—the kind that eat away at me every single day. I’ve been lurking on this forum for ages, reading everything, yet I could never bring myself to comment or take any actual steps toward change. So, here it is. I'm 22 years old, 5'4", and I weigh about 200 pounds. Yeah, I know. I can already hear the "you look disgusting," "just stop eating," and "it's pathetic" comments coming. Trust me, I get it. I've heard it all in my head already.😢 I’ve been fighting a constant battle with my weight for as long as I can remember. My whole family is built "round," so I usually just chalk it up to bad genetics—it feels like an uphill climb from day one. On top of that, both of my parents deal with diabetes, which means I'm basically sitting on a ticking time bomb when it comes to blood sugar issues too. The weirdest part? If you saw me walking down the street, you probably wouldn't think twice. People look at me and genuinely seem shocked when I tell them my actual weight. They don't see it, but the scale doesn't lie. It’s reached a point where I have so many extra pounds that...😢
The real issue is that I’m stuck on campus almost all day, which means my eating habits are pretty much non-existent. I’m definitely not eating right, and I'm certainly not eating at regular intervals. I just grab whatever small snack I can manage when I finally get a break, and then once I trek back home after classes, I end up crashing with something like pancakes or hitting up the dining hall—and we all know how hit-or-miss the food is at those university cafeterias.😢
I’m moving like a snail today. After spending the entire day stuck at the university, I honestly don't have the energy to do anything except sit down or lie on the couch. It's like my battery is completely drained.
Let’s be real here... I know exactly what my problem is. I know the steps I need to take and I know exactly what needs to change in my life, but the motivation just isn't there. It's like trying to start a car with a dead battery. To make matters worse, I'm dealing with depression. Don't get me wrong, my life looks fine on paper—I have a boyfriend and a pretty standard, stable life—but underneath that, I'm struggling with depression and I just can't find the drive to lose weight.
So... that’s all I’ve got to say. And look, sorry for clogging up your feed with this nonsense.😢
Timothy Gray6 said:So,
my dad is turning 50, and my sister and I really wanted to get him a bottle of wine aged for exactly 50 years.🙂>
Where on earth could I track that down? Honestly, it's a bit of an emergency since we just decided on this at the very last minute...
help me out here!!! 😉
brighttinker48 said:Look, I was just joking (that's why it's here— 😁). 🙂
And honestly, how someone would even try to blow up an entire apartment complex by starting a fire... it doesn't really matter. 🤣
Anyway, go ahead and explain how you actually fished that letter out, just in case anyone else needs to know. 👍
brighttinker48 said:If anyone else finds themselves dealing with mail stuck in the wrong mailbox—just a little gasoline and a match should do the trick.😁
Well, why would anyone bother asking you for tweezers? It’s not like you’re the one who left them behind in the first place.😁