I'm not going to lie, I'm fat.
like, really fat.
but, that shouldn't and doesn't give you a reason to hate me.
I'm probably the nicest person in my fricking shcool,
yet people are still very mean torwards me.
I mean, I know I have an okay face, but I wish I had at least an okay body.
I can't lose weight, like not a lot at a time because of my thyroid (sp?) and my low metabolism.
I've been yelled at, pummled with snowballs till I cried,
have my lunch tray thrown at me, had pictures of me posted making fun of me,
people have threatened my life, ive been ambushed at a slumber party and went home crying at 6 am.
I have been called too many names to count,
I've been diagnosed with depression and social phobia since I was 9. I'm literally
terrified of people. I hate their stares and rude remarks. I have passed out when having to do presentations, because I was afraid of what people were whispering.
look and see what society has done to me!
I don't want to be afraid to talk to people anymore,
to speak up in class,
I want to laugh, and not worry that my face looks fat.
I just want to be happy.
is that too much to ask?