I am so weak, it isnt funny. Here I am at almost 3 am posting about why I am sad when there are people dying of starvation in other countries. What do I have to be sad about? Nothing. There are others worse off than me. Yet I feel like laying down and never getting back up and I HATE myself for it. To be honest I hate alot about myself, always have. This is just one more thing to hate.
So not only am I a pathetic fat chick with no future, no skills and no sense, but now I have to add weak to that list. My own body hates me, it tries to make my life more and more painful at every turn. First a heart condition, then PCOS (which has turned me into an ugly monster since 5th grade) now I have chrones on top of it. Just another way my body is trying to tell me to give up, but I am too stupid to listen.