I wish i could be happy with who i am and not just what i do. I really could not have pictured what i am like now when 3years ago, i was runner up of a charity award, prefect, popular-ish, sporty and slim-ish.
Now. JUST because of mental illness, i am on my own, fat, and my only things that keep me going are work, not proving my friends right, not destroying my mum, but f***ing myself up.
The only way i can do this is through, being busy and when i am not busy losing time through 'Numbing my Mind.'
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