My parents do not accept me.
Out of everyone that will compete against and hate me in this world it's sad to know my two creators aren't there behind me every step of the way.

First of all the media puts so much pressure on girls as it is to be perfect and skinny.
The last thing a teenage girl needs is more mockery and influence to me the Barbie doll girl with skinny thighs and flat stomach and no ***.

They aren't perfect yet they point out the imperfections in me. I can't be comfortable and myself at home.
I am not happy at school.

There is no haven for me. These bad feelings come and go, but their arrival and stay make my life hell.

They don't understand what I've been through. Maybe it's the pill that's made me gain weight. Maybe it's the poor choices I am faced when eating at school.

I am human. I am allowed to be upset.
Don't you dare tell me it's not right to get upset.

I don't know whether to stay at home or leave. Nothing feels right anymore.
That's when the pills help me. Maybe the right thjng to do it stop eating. Only water and fruit.

AM I ON THIS PLANET TO PLEASE OR TO LIVE? God please help me. Waheguru.