after not being on any meds for a couple months I now finally realize how depressed I am. All I wanna do is cry. Nothing seems within reach. I feel so inadequate. There is not one aspect of myself that I like or am proud of.
I know this is not me. But I just have to make it through the next 3 weeks.
And I cannot let home do to me what it’s done to me the past 3 times I’ve come home. I cannot lose myself that badly again. Cause it just makes me more depressed. It makes everything worse and I need to do better.
"Girls are raised in a society where flattering clothing means clothing that makes you look skinnier. Where fat is an insult more often than a noun and not just a physical description but a reflection of personality. Where “you look healthy” is what you say when a girl gains weight, but “you look good” is what you say when a girl loses weight. Girls are raised in a society that teaches them it is their own responsibility to be as small as possible because they do not deserve to take up space."
these past 3 days cannot be how i spend my next 3 months at home.
of posting about this. when is this gonna end.
also pretty sure i pulled a muscle in my back while throwing up so thats just awesome.
"The time you spend hating
on someone robs you of your
own time. You are literally
hating on yourself and you
don’t even realize it."