I have to go to the doctor in two weeks and I’m not ready emotionally for her to tell me I’m still overweight/obese. LIKE WHY TF DO YOU THINK I’VE STOPPED EATING. WHY DO U THINK I’M NOT FUCKING HAPPY ANYMORE
Y’all I think my mental health is getting....
WORSE
Bet you didn’t see that one coming LMAO DJFPENEWPAWLUS 🤡🤡🤡🤯🥺💥🍆👸🏾😱🥰👾💀🤖🙈🙉🙊🐒 🤡🤡🤡
I honestly and truthfully hate myself.
My hair:
I’m black and I get perms and I really wanna go natural. Told my mom and she told me that if u were to go natural all I would do was get made fun of. My relaxed hair grows so fucking slow and turns nappy really quick so when I get sew-ins you can tell the difference and I already get made fun of for that plus my fave is already fat and the only thing that makes it look slightly better is my hair. Yikes
My body:
I’m fat. I have scars everywhere. My thighs look like drum sticks. I have hip dips and that plus the way I already look makes me go from a 1 to a -12. I have stretch marks literally make me look so fucking disgusting and I have so many that I know that none of them are going away even when I lose weight. SOMETHING SO SIMPLE AS MY FINGERS ARE EVEN A FUCKING DISAPPOINTMENT. my fingers couldn’t be fucking normal and straight and have of them if curved. My fucking nails are just annoying. My sister lifted my shirt and goes oh I thought ur stomach plugged out a lot more than that.
My skin:
My pores are fucking huge. Every time I shave you can see the pores in my leg from a mile away and it looks like a have a fucking disease, I have bad hygiene and I don’t take care of my skin and it’s fucking disgusting.
My face:
My acne is so bad. My hyperpigmentation has literally ruined any confidence I had left. My teeth are ducked up and the adults in my fucking house hold refuse to get me a dentist appointment.my nose literally is a pig nose which makes it SOOOOO much better bc I am a fucking pigs. My eyes are this dull dark brown. Not that beautiful hazel color that everyone loves it just plain and fucking boring.
There is nothing for anyone to love about me. There’s nothing for me to love about my self.
i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls
Reblog to reach your UGW in 2019
Can someone tell me it’s ok that I typed the wrong federalist paper number on my AP gov exam cause I’m bout to cry cry.
like to charge, reblog to cast
don’t ever feel bad for asking me to tag a trigger
i do not care what the trigger is
i will tag it for you
you have legitimate reasons to be triggered by it
and i am not one to question those reasons
so just send me an ask
anonymous if you’re scared
and i will tag it all the time in future
your wellbeing is worth twenty extra seconds of my time at least
Sorry hoes hate me cause i'm the it girl i never asked to be the shit girl.
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