my parents are giving me diabetes. i don’t have it right now, but i found out the other day that if i don’t change my life right now i will get it. my family feeds me mostly unhealthy food. we have fruit and veggies, but the ratio to healthy is less than the ratio to unhealthy. i have dieted in the past, but whenever i begin to eat healthy my mom puts a stop to it. they only ever seem happy when i eat meals that make my stomach hurt. i hate this. if i ever find out i have diabetes, i will end my life. and that is a promise. i could never live like that. the shame. the guilt. and i wish i was handsome too, but i never have been. i’ve always been plus sized because of my eating issues from my parents. i want to be skinny, and they know that. but they don’t want me to be happy with myself.
