Living life with the hand we are dealt.

Most of my friends tell me that I'm nice, I'm pretty, I'm smart but I don't, I don't believe it. Truth of the matter is I'm fat. I weigh Almost 350 pounds. How is that pretty. I'm nice to people and I treat people with respect and courtesy because that's how I want to be treated that's All I have ever wanted my whole life. When most people look at me they don't know me. All they see is outside, the fat. They don't want to take the time to get to know the real me. The person on the inside dying to be seen! I finally decided if thats what everyones going to see. Well then I don't need them. I have been neglected, Abused, raped, and used in every inhumane way possible to hurt me. This is the story of my life if you're willing to read it then so be it but I don't Really care If anyone reads this or not I just need to let it all out so I can get on with my life.