I lead a busy life. I train for my sport every day, I attend school, I have great friends. I have every right to be happy. Everyone I know describes me as the ‘joker’, the ‘one with a sense of humour’. I’m really smart, not often a year twelve student studying PE and Psych can manage straight A’s across all subjects.
For some reason in my subconscious mind I’m not allowed to have happiness. I have an eating disorder, I overtrain with my sport and I hate myself even more everyday. I hate my looks, my voice, my thoughts and most of all, I hate […]
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