Outside of my room I am a sassy, confident, single woman that does it all on her own, works overtime 6 days a week, and takes care of her aging family while being supermorbidobese since BIRTH. I use my free time to work out, but I barely lose any weight despite eating how the dietician and nutritionist showed me. I have intestinal issues that they can’t figure out. I have nerve issues in my face they can’t figure out.

My labs and numbers always come back perfect. Every day I walk 3 miles. Most of the time people shout things from cars as they pass by. Some moo like a cow. Some scream at me to lose some weight. Some tell me to die. Some throw things at me. I get it, I’m obese, I’m not a human.

I want to shoot every person that says something to me. Good thing my student loans and household expenses take up all of my income. It would be too easy to shoot a m***********.

Can’t remember the last time I fell asleep without crying. I hate people with a burning passion. Get out of my way, Fat B**** coming through. I tell myself you assholes dont matter I say it over and over to myself. I just wish I could believe it, because I have to live in this disgusting world with you horrible people and am reminded every day that my efforts for the last 10 years have been useless. I am reminded that my doctors dont know what is wrong with me, so I live in pain.

Thanks for the reminder. Go kill yourself.