why oh why……. life is miserable.
i have always been a fat fuck since young.
i began the victim of bullying in school, and all i knew was to cry everyday.
i have no one to speak to because i would only get the same response of “you are who you are, you can’t blame the rest for laughing at you”.
but i couldn’t lose weight.
things got a bit better when i move up to secondary school.
still, life wasnt any better because the criticisms just got nastier as the proficiency of language moves up to a higher level in the people around you.
maybe i am petty, but what did i do to deserve your cynicism? i wasn’t welcomed in school, and my family just don’t understand me.
bascially, it feels like i have been a lone man on a deserted island. im on my own. sure it gets lonely, but you soon get used to it…
then i met this guy who was kind enough to be my friend.
i liked him.
so after a few months, i confessed to him.
but then, he said “no, you are too fat”.
i started to buy slimming pills and replace them as my meals.
have been going on for some time and its quite successful.
though getting back to a normal diet was painful.
so life went on and came university.
i wasn’t very smart to begin with and so im struggling.
i can’t handle the stress and how the scholars are pushing me down the bell curve.
i just hate life because everyone else cares for themselves.
nobody will help u when u need it.
my love life isnt smooth either.
the next guy i fell in love with is after my friend.
i feel like im being tortured mentally.
maybe i should just give up