Obsessed.

Lately I've noticed how obsessive I've become about my body. I don't know if this is good or bad, but I don't know how I'm feeling about this. I think it's good that I'm finally trying to change my bad habits, and yet I'm worried that I'm not being myself. I feel like a machine. Counting calories, strictly water, no junk food, sugars, nothing. And then there's the whole exercising deal; going to the gym every single day at 7:00 pm, working my ass off [almost literally] I want to change myself so desperately. I want to be that slim, beautiful girl that everyone likes. But I'm not. I know in a few months, I'll look back at this present Andrea state of mind and think, "Wow, how insecure was I?" Until then, there's nothing anyone can do to break this funk I'm in.