I suffered through physical and emotional abuse throughout my childhood, in addition to being extremely overweight due to social anxiety and depression as a child. This was because I had two brothers, but never saw them, especially my younger brother. I didn’t grow up with a father, so it was always weird at family events at school. I was bullied throughout school and was racially discriminated against because I’m half egyptian. I try not to think about it, but honestly I wonder if I’ll ever recover. I’ll try to convince myself to come out of it but every time I do, there’s always a voice in the back of my head telling me I can’t and honestly it’s killing me. Like I’ve thought about suicide several times but I care about people too much to go through with it. I feel worthless, and I might be
