My eyes are still puffy and red from crying.
I've been eating. A lot. But I don't regret it as much as I probably should.
I feel like I'm starting to accept myself and also respect me.
I have a desease which none of you will ever know of, not because I'm ashamed, but because I don't feel like talking about it.
I just want all of you to wake up and pull yourselves together because todays is a new day and you can do whatever you want.
Even if life sucks or you have a desease.
You can do it.
YOU ARE READING
Anxiety
Teen FictionIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.
