And what doesn’t kill you, kills you mentally…

no school and I’m sick. fuck.

Only a couple more days left of high school. I’m excited and scared. But I think I’m ready. Yes, think.

Someone repeatedly told me I was getting fat. I noticed that myself, but you don’t have to continually tell me that I’m gaining weight quick now. It puts me down to the point that I think I should fast. I was even told my thighs are getting bigger. So every time I look at myself in the mirror all I ever look at the most are my thighs! I feel like that person was right. I feel like people are always going to look at my thighs now. But so what?! I’ve accepted the fact that I’m gaining weight (which I believe is good) and I’m grateful for it. I know I may seem like I’m making a big deal about this because people still see me as a skinny ass little person. But as one person tell you you’re getting fat, that’s all that stays in your head and not all the positive comments or feedback others give you.
I’m actually thankful for having such amazing friends. I’ve learned that I’m not perfect and I don’t need to be in order for others to like and accept me for how I look and how I am. The negative comments is just a way of society to bring you down and you shouldn’t let it because that’s just stupid. I love myself for who I am no matter what my features are. If no one likes it then I could care less, but I have no fucks to give. I’m happy with how I am.
Content with how “God” has made me because to him we all are perfectly imperfect. Learn to love yourself and others will also.