Like its so hard not to, i hate it. Everyday is a struggle /: From going from by bed, to the living room, to my computer, to the kitchen
where im forced to eat, to the bathroom. Like everywhere. I cant imagine how it would be trying to go outside, i just cant. It scares me. I have so many regrets. But its okay cause one day i’ll get there, and be happy and skinny and white. Everything is always better when your white, i hate being black so much, so so much but it’s okay. Eventually that’ll change, i just need to keep going.