I know I have F.K.S. but still...
I really do enjoy the house a lot. Sometimes it's hard, though, because I'm a complete herm and like to chill in my room alot and mess around on the internet for hours, possible days at a time. You know what? If that's my prerogative, then who the hell are you to say anything else about it? Awesome, you all bike and eat healthy and are skinny and don't have addictions to the internet, that's awesome. But, can you give me a break? And not have 3-5 people at once go on the attack and talk about my f.k.s. Sure, i made it up and said I have it (fat kid syndrome) but that's exactly the same as calling someone fat. I can call myself fat, but it's pretty messed up if you do. Thanks, though, for offering to help me throw up my food. There's just something a little fucking insane about that.
And through all this, I know I'm suppose to step up and let everyone know when my boundaries have been crossed, but it seems a bit weird to go up to people and be like "hey, i feel really sad when you call me fat, please stop" all the while trying not to cry. Fuck.... so instead i'll lock myself in my room for the first time since i've moved in and cry over a live journal post. It's days like this when I really miss having a friend to hug. Or to commiserate with. And yet, maybe I was just looking for a reason to cry, cause it's feeling mighty good right now. God I feel like a 7th grader right now.
And through all this, I know I'm suppose to step up and let everyone know when my boundaries have been crossed, but it seems a bit weird to go up to people and be like "hey, i feel really sad when you call me fat, please stop" all the while trying not to cry. Fuck.... so instead i'll lock myself in my room for the first time since i've moved in and cry over a live journal post. It's days like this when I really miss having a friend to hug. Or to commiserate with. And yet, maybe I was just looking for a reason to cry, cause it's feeling mighty good right now. God I feel like a 7th grader right now.