Star struck.

The day before yesterday I saw an incredibly beautiful girl. I was waiting on her and as soon as I saw her my heart began to race. I had trouble walking because my legs were shaking so bad. I kept screaming in my head. Telling myself to get a grip. I managed to compose myself and complete her order without incident. When she left I felt intensely unworthy of someone so beautiful. My obesity has always been a problem for me. As I stood there staring at my reflection in the window I felt every pound weighing down on me. I hate this feeling of disgust and shame that constantly comes to me due to my weight.