I wish I were her...
I grow so tired of crying myself to sleep every night. I'm so tired of pretending to be happy, because god forbid I give a sour look in front of my parents. I miss the feeling of having a friend, or to be loved. I hate my parents. I hate me. I'm fat, and I hate what i see in the mirror and I wish I were prettier. I'm so tired of feeling so guilty after I eat, even if it be just a cookie. The guilt strikes me so bad, I want to purge, but I'm too scared, I want to just stop eating in all, but I'm too weak-willed to do that. Today I went shopping with my mom and I ended up crying in teh dressing room for 20 minutes, surrounded by those three image mirrors. I'm so tired of not being able to fit unto anything. I hate shopping for clothes, I hate shopping in all. My mom even said I was chunky today. Well, just to let you guys know, I offcially have zero self-esteem.