Ha! So Happy 4th of July! I guess is what I'm supposed to say, and seem "happy." Honestly, for the first time in a while, I felt "good" inside, like I belonged somewhere. That was only with my friends. Thing is my mother told me I was "full of shit!" And those words brought back every single "bad" thought. At that moment in time, I didn't want to do ANYTHING, except die! I mean for someone else to say it, it's one thing, but my own mother?! So, now I have to get myself together and realize, before when I was so close to perfection, EVERYTHING was okay. And now, because I'm fat and ugly, and imperfect I'm nothing. Also, my "too educated of an uncle" has figured out that I cut. He asked my mom if she watched me two hours after I eat, and he believes I'm "anorexic". My mom quote says " If she doesn't eat that's up to her" well last time I checked, she threatened to put me in a treatment center! WTF, freaking hypocrite. I've realized I can no longer trust people because when I do they all are taken away from me.
-T
"I'm nothing, I know! You don't have to tell me twice"
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