Dear Mom,

This is the shit I hate. You just reminded me why I didn't want to move home. No, I haven't been exercising lately. Unlike you, I work all day long. I've been juggling too many things to fit that in. In fact, I had been planning on starting to train for a 5K, but instead, now I feel like working towards morbid obesity just to spite you. I don't care if you don't think I look good. I think I look just fine, so you can mind your p's and q's goddammit.

Sigh,
A