I’d like to say my weight reflects my mental health but I was still depressed when I was 40 pounds lighter.

I guess the guilt and shame doesn’t go away with the pounds. It also doesn’t get replaced by the fat storage. I guess no matter what body I’m in I’m just the same fucking lonely loser with no close friends and one emotionally draining family.

I’m not even going to try to lose weight again I’m still fucking ugly with or without the pounds off. Whether I’m 130lb or 170lb I’m still fucking depressed. I’m done being anorexic it didn’t change anything at it still won’t.

Fuck my life

That’s all thank you and goodnight