I am just saying, in general. If it says (or he says, as the case may be) one size fits all, know it isn't really true. For one he is probably small so it doesn't fit. But in the case of today, that was not the problem. I mean seriously I can barely walk, I am so miserable. Why do I keep doing that to myself. I mean I know it is gonna hurt worse than anything in the world but yet I still do it. And by the end I am either in tears or almost in tears. Why would I put my poor, beat up body through the shit again? I dunno I just know I do it. Then I end up in tears and absolutely miserable in the process but the next time he comes by I do it again. Why do I beat myself up so much? Do I really hate myself enough to let soemone abuse me in that way just because I crave physical attention? Damn that is very sad....I hope I teach my baby girl to love herself more than I do!
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