Hell no! I hate the fact that my peanut butter and jelly sandwich is less than half the size of his. Hate! I loooove peanut butter, he’s getting more than me and I want to pout.
I just tell myself that its hard now [cutting back] but when my jeans fit in a way where my every move doesn’t remind me of my added weight, it’ll all be worth it. By the way, I hate jeans. HATE.