I hate my body so much. Everyone criticizes my appearance, especially in elementary school.
First of all, I'm fat. Everyone has told me that since I was little. So I try to stay in control with food and not eat.
My thighs are too big. I only wear wide pants to hide them.
I have too much hair on my body, because I have too much male hormones, and because I get it from my dad too. I even get a little on my chin sometimes. So I have to wax and shave often. I hate that. In elementary school, my classmates called me a gorilla because of it. I also sometimes have a unibrow but luckily my glasses hide it.
I'm too fit. I know some people find it beautiful but on me it's disgusting. I'm disgusted.
I have scars. Not just self-harm. I have two on my chest from chemotherapy when I was 4 years old.
I've always had problems with my hair too. I don't really know why. So I have to use lots of different products and shampoos when I wash them. That's why I take time in the shower.
Sometimes I ask myself, "why me?" "Why don't I have a pretty body like normal girls?" I've always hated myself, ever since I was little.
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PoetryI'm going to talk about myself in this story. About my thoughts, problems, feelings, etc. (I didn't know what to put as a cover so I put this photo that I found on Pinterest lol)
