<human>: Could you distill the essence of the text into 1-3 sentences?

I am eating around 1200 calories every day.

Those calories are mostly fruit and vegetables.

I am seeing the same number on the scale every day. 85. 85. 85. 85. (187lb).

My new shirts came in the mail. They're the largest size I can get - XXL - and they don't fit me.

I put on a pair of tights this morning and they split open. Tights are (or *were*) all that will fit me.

...and then my best friend, who is absolutely tiny, tells me she's eating TWO burgers from McDonalds for breakfast. It's almost 6000 calories for breakfast alone.

I love her and I know she has her own battles with weight - she wants to put on weight and struggles with it... but the urge I get to poke her in the eye when she says she's eating two burgers like it's nothing is unbelievable.

I'm doing all I can to lose weight with no success and when I see her eating anything she wants without consequences it kills my motivation. I feel like... I'm not seeing any benefit to changing my lifestyle, so why am I even bothering? 

**For clarity/background:** I'm around 5'1, 85kg (187lbs) and it's day 13 of what is probably the hundredth weight loss attempt. I know it's technically early days... but it still sucks. I'm doing what I'm supposed to do and the weight just will. not. come. off. What's to say I don't do this for another two weeks and still make no progress?
<bot>: I'm cutting back calories, choosing better food, exercising and seeing no progress while my skinny best friend inhales 6000 calories for breakfast. Why bother trying?