Someone I Once Knew
For starters, I want to make this perfectly clear, I am not pro ANYTHING. I use tumblr as a way of venting what I'm feeling and struggling with because I have nobody that cares. I've tried talking to my "best friend" about these things but she made it all about her and how I'm ruining her life because of them. So, just so everyone knows, I am not pro Ana or pro self harm or pro anything.
I'm not going to share my name. I want this blog to be a complete secret from people I know. I am a female. I'm sixteen. I'm not that special. I'm pretty ordinary. Brown hair with brown eyes just like a lot of people. I am very unhappy with who I am and what I look like. I'm terrified of change, the future, and people judging me. I have social anxiety, depression, and bipolar disorder
I'm not going to share my name. I want this blog to be a complete secret from people I know. I am a female. I'm sixteen. I'm not that special. I'm pretty ordinary. Brown hair with brown eyes just like a lot of people. I am very unhappy with who I am and what I look like. I'm terrified of change, the future, and people judging me. I have social anxiety, depression, and bipolar disorder
Reblog this if you hate your weight.
(Source: all-she-needs-is-a-hug, via itsdepressed)
My self esteem is so fucked up I don’t even know how to accept a compliment anymore. I can’t even think they’re serious, I automatically think they’re making fun of me.
(Source: mylifeasateenage-wizard, via p-urgeatory)
