I don't know why the thought of my body came into my mind. I'm supposed to be sleeping for gods sake.

I feel for my stomach and I feel fat

Like so fucking fat, I don't know why it's even bothering me. Fat is not bad

But when I look around in school I see so many other girls with flat stomachs and when I look at my own I feel horrible.

I feel like throwing up but the last time I did that was a few months ago.
I went to school the next morning with a headache and my stomach hurting.

All my friends say I'm skinny and I have a flat stomach but I don't, I'm really dont.

I couldn't get this shirt that I liked because of it.

But then I feel insignificant because so many other people have it worse than me.
And I'm just here complaining.

This is also why I like hoodies because they can't show my stomach.

I just want these thoughts to stop, or maybe I just want beauty standards to stop existing.

I just want to feel pretty sometimes, and not this horrible

I've cried so much over this, I need to stop

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