My name is Andreah and here's my story... Before I write this I don't want any disrespect or anything just helpful tips...
The only thing I could think about is why me? Why am I so alone? Why am I so ugly? Why can't I be like her? What's wrong with me? Why am I being treated this way?
I'm from st.louis Missouri grew up there. I lived with my grandma since my mom went off to the military. I missed her , I was a track athlete and all that stopped when she left. I started gaining weight and eating more because I was depressed. My own family called me a "S" because of my shape and it really hurt. Some days I would get a knife, go in the bathroom and put it up to my throat and cry . But then I would say "My family would be hurt if I left " Even though I was hurt I still thought about my family. After 2 years of that me and my mom moved to Georgia and I was in middle school.. I didn't have friends of course but people talked to me everyday I would wonder who am I gonna talk to at lunch today or who will sit next to me or does that guy like me ..no he wouldn't like me cause I'm ugly I don't have those shoes or clothes. I played soccer,track, and volleyball but still was a outcast. We lived there for 2 1/2 years before we moved .... But this was only the beginning ‼️
Comment how you feel about the beginning and trust me it gets deeper from here
