I feel so tired, my mental health is just getting worse. These damn pills arent doing shit for my anxiety. My mom won’t listen, she says she understands but she doesn’t know shit. She doesn’t know about the scars on my thighs, or how I miss dinners on purpose because I know I’m chubby. For fuck sakes she doesn’t let me have a break from socializing with people snd wonders why I get so pissy at her. Then my dad gets mad at me for stupid shit Thats not even my fault, genuinely he’ll judt yell at me before muttering words like “bitch” and hurtful shit then he goes outside and smokes his cigarettes. School isnt any better, the people there don’t like me and the only people that do arent any better
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