Almost cured of my trich. In 2010 I had a best friend, a group of friends I loved and hung out regularly. I had enough confidence to go swimming without flashing my family or friends my bold patch. But after moving to Canada, I've experienced the worst year of my life. High school was a lonely, I went from a C average student to into the top ten, simply because I had no one to talk to. My love for french horn stopped, my love for art stopped, I became addicted to writing. Finishing a book in a series based purely on someone else's fantasy life.
So my prom is coming up. I will graduate and go to college, into art, something I used to like, but no longer can find the motivation for.
My hair is a disaster. I'm terrified of prom, because my hair has a thick bold patch going down the middle. I hate my face, I have so many moles that I've never bothered tried wearing foundation. But I have to go to prom, because I have an enormous bunch of friends who I don't feel particularly connected to. And I know I'm going to look chubby in my dress because I haven't done sport in 4yrs, and just lied around in bed writing all day instead, biting my nails till they almost bleed.
I have an english editorial on domestic violence due tomorrow. It's very important I finish it. But it's 11pm, and I haven't even started it. I can't make myself do it. No matter what I think, I just really can't bring myself to do it.
I used to be hopeful, think that if I just kept going forward the OCD would stop, but now It's developed into depression and loneliness, which has flipped my life over, and it's finally all catching up.
I used to love swimming ):