Please, please, please beware of the fact that there is a slight hint of an ED in this entry and is overall angsty (if that's how you'd describe it)! If you are uncomfortable with this I'd advise you go to a fluffy chapter with some of the other characters!!
Remember, ILY and I hope you have an amazing day/night <33
"Ooo! That looks really fun to do!!" I said excitedly, pointing at the posters. My supposed friend didn't think so as she looked at me with a straight, almost distasteful face.
"You know that takes a lot of effort, right?" My friend finally said, breaking the short moment of silence.
I was shocked, I didn't expect that to come from them. Thoughts flew around my head in a blur.
Do I really seem that lazy?
Am I not good enough?
People think of me this way??
I decided it wasn't best to show any regards to the hurt I felt. Instead, I chose to brush it off an pretend it never happened. I chose to continue on with my day. I chose to block out the hurt. However, a part of me chose not to forget. A part of me chose to hold on to that feeling and use it against me if I happened to be lost in thought.
This feeling triggers other emotions, ones I can only feel when I'm alone. I'm not allowed to show other the hurt. It's almost like being stuck in a cement box, alone. My interests make other people confused about me. After all, I am on the chubbier side. Maybe if I lost some weight it would all change.
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Entry: Bee
Bee is a girl suffering from an ED, this entry is from the past and she is now in recovery.
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I would like to note that this is a work of fiction!! It's some scenes from my characters memories that affected the way they are now!
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Oc flashbacks I randomly think of :D
RandomThese characters aren't from the same universe most of the time so uhh yeah! Also this is mostly unedited because of the fact that I'm probably doing these randomly at night!!
