Bree

I'd love to believe in unity, true friendship, and all that hippy-dippy bull... But I've got a revolution to attend to.

What Matters Is The Person In Front Of The Mirror, Not The Reflection.

FOREWORD...Here I am, once again facing the mirror, with a shocked expression that shows disbelief beyond what any words could say."I'm fat?"Well, if you're one of my friends or family, or anyone who has seen my physique, you would ask what drug I was on... but there really is no name for the drug. No name, that is, other than body dysmorphia. ...more