Y'know the song "The cure" by Olivia Rodrigo? Well I really relate to the lyrics "and my head is full of poison and my heart is full of doubt" and ik it might not be about relationships but with social media nowadays all I see are skinny pretty girls with identical tiny bodies and that's what I'm expected to look like, I'm expected to act pretty and innocent and perfect when I'm not. We're being fed this "poison" in this type of content and a day doesn't pass without me thinking about how much skinnier I could be, how much prettier I would be if I lost weight. I can't go outside without comparing myself to every single girl who passes me by, I've had this habit since I was young. I cant fucking break the cycle. In my dreams I imagine myself being skinny and perfect. That will never happen. I wish wish wish I could change but nothing ever fucking will. I don't deserve to live atp because what even am I? Im like a rainbow in a world full of perfect pink tones. I don't fit in.