I’ll try to go to school tomorrow, the three last lessons. My ‘mother’ is going on a meeting with my psychologist and they are going to discuss what they are going to do since I refuse to talk to her. I hope I’ll get a new psychologist who I can talk to without disliking her.. meh.. I hate my life.
I actually don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t go to school because I can’t even look at myself. I can’t put on make up when I wake up because I hate how I look. Im so tired of this shit. Im not strong enough to fight back and I don’t know if I can keep on like this. I hate myself and I really want to die. I don’t want to live, looking like this.
PLEASE READ THIS!
To call someone fat is horrible. My ‘mom’ thinks im anorexic [im NOT] but I have some problems with food and thats just because a boy at school called me fat 6 years ago.One sentence - 6 years ago. That’s some of the reason why I struggle today.
NEVER CALL ANYONE FAT!
If you do then I don’t want to have anything to do with you. If you do, then you’re the fat one and not the ones you’ve told so to.
They’re making taco. FUCK YOU. Going to say that I don’t feel well and if that doesn’t work, I’ll eat 1 sp corn and 1sp cheese. Fuck familydinners.
My stomach feels weird. 30 small gingerbreads (5gram each) today. Three and a half hour without food or drink, im not going to ruin it. No food until after 11am tomorrow.
