Cannottakethis
Gold Member
I used to put make up on every day. My clothes matched. My hair was done. Then my memories came. 1991. I gained 75 pounds. Had the same pants and shirts in 3 colors so I'd blend into the background.
As I pushed those memories back into the depths I lost the weight, dressed up again, put on the make up. But a pretty outside doesn't cover the twisted inside forever.
Fast forward to 2011. Casual work environment. Left 2nd husband. Was taking care of the body but not the mind. As I got thinner I stopped wearing contact lenses and almost no make up. My new boyfriend/now husband said I looked prettier without it.
After several significant hospitalizations I decided to stop working. This was in 2013. I'm still never sure what to wear on a daily basis unless it's workout clothes. I have forgotten how to put makeup on and my hair is almost to my waist. My weight fluctuates and I struggle with body image and diet.
I hate the way I look most of the time. I stare at myself in the mirror and pick myself apart. Hard habit to break.
As I pushed those memories back into the depths I lost the weight, dressed up again, put on the make up. But a pretty outside doesn't cover the twisted inside forever.
Fast forward to 2011. Casual work environment. Left 2nd husband. Was taking care of the body but not the mind. As I got thinner I stopped wearing contact lenses and almost no make up. My new boyfriend/now husband said I looked prettier without it.
After several significant hospitalizations I decided to stop working. This was in 2013. I'm still never sure what to wear on a daily basis unless it's workout clothes. I have forgotten how to put makeup on and my hair is almost to my waist. My weight fluctuates and I struggle with body image and diet.
I hate the way I look most of the time. I stare at myself in the mirror and pick myself apart. Hard habit to break.