My life consists of either starving, hurting, crying or all of the above.
All my “friends” are gorgeous; everyone I know is, and I’m always the hideous fat one. I use ‘fat’ to describe myself because fat is an ugly word which is exactly how I feel. I need to meet new people some who are compassionate, interesting or can be trusted. I just realized that I barely had actual friends. everyone in high school left me for their boyfriends, or turned out not to actually care. I hate how lately people have been claiming to be depressed and having an eating disorder as if it’s something glamorous and the new ‘trend’. just because you forget to eat breakfast once, or have been really sad for a week, doesn’t mean you have that. its disgusting how people interpret disorders. if it seriously worries you, go to a doctor and he’ll diagnose you or give you prescription medicine. depression is being excessively unhappy, and feeling hopeless for at least 6 months. EDs are things like not eating enough or eating too much, binging, purging etc. students in school just throw these words around like it’s nothing; and it sucks for the people that actually do have them because adults don’t take them seriously. you should be lucky you’re happy, & you’re healthy, that’s something to be proud of.
