I woke up to find that I had lost a kg. I decided to have a rest day as a celebration. I am still feeling a bit down due to how the friendship ending at Christmas is affecting me. I still feel depressed sometimes because I was thinking that a new beginning was going to happen when I met them. I got my hopes up too much and then when everything ended… I ended up broken. I don’t feel like I deserved the way they dropped me. I have been through so much that I am owed some happiness. I thought that my opportunity had arrived to have a friend and also move away. Then it is totally my fault and that rips me apart too. I blame myself for wrecking it. Then the self hatred builds.