I have the best diet tip in the world. Stress. I literally never eat anything unless I have to. I'm diabetic. And I'm pretty sure death isn't knocking on my door anytime soon. Life is a very funny thing, you're living by a script you didn't create and putting together chapters you don't have any control over. Life has a way of kicking you in the teeth and unless you're interested in masochism, it doesn't feel so great. I know what it feels like to feel worthless. To think that you're entire life is defined my something big, or big by your perception. I live in a constant world of "you're not good enough". What gets me is when people think you say those things or act that way because you're asking for attention. Truth be told, I hate attention. I'd rather be a wallflower, hell the picture frame that no one bothers to notice. The one that collects dust. Call me crazy but the more people notice, the more they realize how flawed you are. How unintelligent you are. You're not pretty enough, or skinny enough. The constant state of berating yourself. I know what that's like. I don't judge because I understand. I don't belittle because I used to get that. And I don't hate because I know how it feels. So I live a robotic life with a perfectionist setting, trying hard not to step out of line. I walk the straight and narrow path so that I am never seen breaking a sweat. Do you know how hard it is to try to be perfect, to aim for the sun but constantly getting stuck on the moon. To try your best only to continue getting rejected. Maybe you do, because that's life. And life is never quite fair, rather a Shakespearean play with rare happy endings. I'm just waiting on mine.