I just hate myself sometimes. A little bit of a reason why: Our house is a mess. No one cleans up, no one does anything, and that includes me. My room is full of crap, it's a complete mess and I can't stand being in there. Every other room in the house is the same. It makes me so stressed, so depressed. We've tried cleaning but it doesn't stay that way for long...

And my family gets fast food every night, even though I'm already a fat cow.

I'll never be pretty, I'll never be normal, and sometimes I feel like no matter how hard I try to pretend I'm fine, I'll never be okay.