I feel so insecure. I hate the body I'm in. I hate my voice, I hate my looks, I hate my weight, and I hate literally everything else about myself.
I always feel like the people I care about secretly hate me and find me stupid and annoying. I feel completely alone, despite having family members and friends. I can't even talk about my problems without feeling like I'm being self-centered. I hate it.
Even when I do vent, I feel like my problems are swept under the rug and I feel so insignificant. I can't even live peacefully with my identity without being criticised. It's all stupid.
My paranoia and anxiety has been getting worse too, yet I'm being called overdramatic and I'm told to get over it.
I'm also most likely going to be moving away from the school and home I'm currently in. Which means I'll have to leave behind the only people that ever understood me.
I don't know. There's so many issues circling in my brain and venting doesn't do anything to fix it.
I also hate that literally no one respects my privacy. Especially my mother. People like to poke and praud at me, even though I HATE BEING TOUCHED. What makes people think they have the right to touch people who don't want to be touched? I don't care if you're a family member, I don't care if you're a friend. RESPECT MY BOUNDARIES FOR NATURE'S SAKE. MY GOSH.


