I'm awfully tired.

I'm tired, burnt out, undecided, unmotivated and unsure.

I can't stop the voices, the screaming, the advice, the warnings, the signs, the calls, the looks.
I can't put my hands over my ears and make it go away. I don't have the answers, and I can't make a choice.

It's either you lose weight, or learn to be happy with yourself.
I'm told that I'm unhealthy, but I should accept myself.
I'm told I'm beautiful but I could look younger.
I shouldn't beat myself down over my weight, but I don't look well.
It's impossible for people to keep all the weight off after they lose but I can't diet forever.
It's a life style change, but I shouldn't change for anyone.

Don't conform to society, but listen to what everyone says is best.

Some days I love the way I look, and some days I can't even look in the mirror.

This is suppose to be my choice.

and I have no idea what to do.