It started in 5th grade. I'm not very social and only had one friend. There's this one classmate that would bully me for being quiet, chubby, and weird. I started to be insecure of my body, thinking eating less would solve the problem. Force myself to be talkative to others just to prove that I'm not quiet.
Now that I'm in 8th grade, even though I don't social now, I still feel very insecure. Simply not happy.
I wanted to slap, hurt, starve myself, whatever I could do to punish myself for being me.
12/15/21 @3:09
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My book
Randomcreated a new one since I couldn't have access to my old one :) a letter to my future self: don't be stupid started: december 4, 2021- Saturday
