I wish I got a real childhood... Mine ended at 10 when I started self harming and still do so. I had an eating disorder at 11 and hated myself. I couldn't even talk in public without hating myself. Even at 9 years old my spark was fading. People will tell me I'm still young and to enjoy the golden days when I don't know if I'll make it past 13. Currently I'm 12 and just relapsed, I'm so jealous of others who are happy, skinny, and just confident. Where did I mess up?
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