I got called fat and told to k!ll my$elf. That just shows how much people care. Thinking about it makes me want to cry. They're right, I'm a fat piece of shit who doesn't deserve life. I'm so close, I might as well make another note, set the date and time, and cease to exist. That'd make everyone's life better, people would be so much happier, especially all of my old "friends." I've cried in school two days in a row, it is starting to become daily. Not a single soul asks if i'm okay. It's not any of their business anyway. Maybe i deserve to be told and called those things. I honestly don't deserve anything i have in life. I'm a waste of air and space.
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RandomThis is a story of me trying to identify my feelings and just my life with my roller coaster Of feelings such as body Dysmorphia, depression, anxiety, stomach issues and an Undiagnosed eating disorder. ⚠️THIS CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE⚠️