But…as bad as it was, I learned something about myself. That I could go through something like that and survive.

Have u ever had a depersonalization moment 

when you look at yourself in the mirror 

and think this person is me 

and i have this body and this life 

and everything feels so strange 

why am i me and not someone else?

And what if we all looked the way we wanted? 

Our ideal weight became reality, 

our worries about money washed away. 

Your love life is exactly the way you pictured it. 

Do you think we’d all be happier? 

Or would we just find new things to hate?