i hate myself
its gotten really bad. i started cutting myself, again, becuase after i told my friends about my bulemia,they started spreading rumors that i was an "anorexic freak" no one wants to talk to me anymore. who can blame them, i mean who wants to be friends with the girl sitting alone at lunch but cant even keep down a meal without having to run for hours to burn of the calories. my family? the're still denying that im sick and need professional help. my teachers see me getting made fun of everyday and they see me alone all the time, but do they help? of course not. why would they? theyre human, humans dont like wierd things. i used to do things on weekends, i had friends that loved me, family that understood me, people that wanted to be with me, even if we werent even doing anything. now? i just sit at home, (alone), all day and try not to break down anymore. my thighs and wrists are covered in scars, i cant hide them anymore, everyone knows. no ones here for me, i have no one, no one wants to be around the fat ugly insecure b/tch whos scared of food? i can't take it anymore.
sorry its so blah. i had to get that out.