I hate being obese, and yet whenever i try to do something about it, i just fall deeper and deeper into a state of overweight-depression. The defense mechanism against that is to forget about it. That seems to work for a while until the next time i look into the mirror.
It sucks being fat. I saps the confidence, it makes shopping for clothes an embarassing experience, and it makes me second guess everything i eat. I wish i had more time to exercise and the will power to eat less.
