why do you keep on telling me to eat like your words will somehow cure my desire for hunger and control
I can’t control how I feel about myself
I can’t control being bisexual
I can’t control my Depression and Social Anxiety
I can control what I eat so for the love of God stop bugging me
I wish you could cure this disease
The image I have of myself
Like a shot will make it all go away but each day I struggle
I am trying though
it will just take some time to get better
-a note to those who care about me
Comments1
lovely piece of work. relatable!
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