I forgot my damn rings at home and I’m trying on dresses. I don’t even know why I bothered. If I find the dress today I can’t buy it anyway. I’m in the worst mood. I don’t feel like a bride without my ring. I’m just a chick with a ring tan. ARGGGGGH!
I forgot my checkbook and the lock for my gym locker too. Because I’m going to workout after I try on the dresses. Cause I’ve been fat long enough. I was looking at pics of myself from 2 years ago and I didn’t recognize myself. Yeah, it’s time. I need to get my true body back. I’m sick of the looks I get from folks who haven’t seen me in a while. I’m sick of my family’s snide remarks. I’m sick to death of all of it.
I think I’ll go home during lunch and get my shit so I can set this shit off right.
Later…………..
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