I don't know what's wrong with me. I turned to food as my drug. This is a hard life being fat. I don't want to be fat. But I am addicted to food. I don't have any support in my house so I need the support in my head. However my head is filled with different mes, the me who hats herself is usually the one talking. She's the one typing right now.
I need am outlet for my miserable life, so I'm coming back here to get put of my head and work on my body.
