Life Is Really Fucking Testing Me
i want to fucking die i want to stop feeling like shit. i feel like theres no escape

i want to stop eating this isn't good but i just want to stop eating
i've gained too much weight this year and even though i know logically that i'm at a healthy weight and probably am thin i still want to stop eating completely

okay so i thought all of my friends were bickering and not talking to each other and being stupid because all of our chats were silent after their fighting and nobody spoke to me besides complaining or telling me that they didn't want to be friends anymore so i was going to spend my birthday/summer alone, as i have been for a looong time now

and then i go on instagram (which i haven't been on in weeks because of a punishment) and they're drawing stuff with each other and cracking jokes and being friendly as ever on a platform where they thought i couldn't see them

aight cool!! y'all could have at least told me you were together again but y'know that's cool love it

Hi you are very important please do not die.

You did not put in too much weight, I promise, you put on a good healthy amount.
Maybe you could try eating super healthy and acknowledging it? Like if you really don't feel like eating try fixing a light salad and being like, 'look, this is a salad, it'a full of nice healthy things, it's gonna be good for my lovely body, and it's gonna taste good. I am actively trying to be healthy and there is no reason I should feel bad about eating this because it is alllll good.'
Idk if that makes sense man, but it's all I got. I don't have enough experience with this to give proper advice, sorry >^<

Aw that sucks man :/

We won't make a good replacement for irl friends but you don't have to soend your birthday/summer alone, ok, KP can throw you an internet b-day. We could make a lil WB thread and celebrate, it would be cute :3.

You deserve better friends though. Seriously, exclusion is not! ok!

well my mom got suspicious about the scars on one arm and she and my dad signed me up for therapy without fucking asking or telling me until i called them at like midnight but the ducking plan was to pick me up from my friends house and drive me right to therapy so i couldn't complain or anything
also my brother found my spam instagram account and sent me 63 pictures of my profile picture at 4:12 in the morning so i guess that's how i came out to my brother lmao

turns out it wasn't even a fucking therapy appointment and instead just an appointment to get me on meds. so now i have to take zoloft. wonderful. i love being home.

and now my brother is going to out me to my parents unless i give him $20 (which i don't have) within a week

Zoloft? That's...that's not really supposed to be given to kids/teenagers maybe you should ask to be put on something else. I'm not a professional, but all the research I've done into that particular drug in the past has said that Zoloft should only be given to kids/teenagers as a treatment for OCD, because it can have really bad side effects.

also let me fight your brother. =-=