Ouch
I am trapped and I can’t get out … Stress is choking the joy and fun out of me, and i am not strong enough to tell stress NO. I am not strong enough to keep this fake smile pasted on my face as if nothing is bothering me. I am not strong enough to hold in these tears that try to escape every chance they get. It is so hard, but no one else understands what I have to go through. One day I am fine and another minute i just want to stay under my covers and just scream until my voice is gone. I hate talking to people about how I feel and I hate when people insist they know what I am going through.
Weight.
I LOVE when people tell me I look like I’ve gained weight.
Excuse me while i go exercise eat a Donut.
