Every day I wake up hoping I’ll die. Even if it’s been the best day ever, I remind myself how I’ll never be skinny like other people since my parents force-feed me. I hate myself for it. I locked myself in my room. If my parents try to get in, I’ll jump out the window and run away. I’m not kidding.
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Please dont feel that suicide is the only way out. It is a permant fix to a temporary problem. There are people ro talk to, please reach out.