Dieting Support: What Are Friends For?

by Maria's Last Diet

It's never too late.

I don't know how you can say that.

Because it never is.

I don't think the way you do.

I know. You're a realist.

I have to be real about something I can't fix, don't I?

Yes you do. But you can't leave it at that.

I wish I could be more like you; dust yourself off, pick yourself up, and start all over again.

You can.

See what I mean. I say can't and you say can. How do I get me to be you?