If you haven’t heard, I have this problem with my thyroid.
I’m on daily medicine and have to go to the doctor almost every other week it seems.
Well, what I need to get out is the fact that I was called fat today. It doesn’t really bug me but its the fact that this person did not know me, and honestly could care less.
I hate the fact people will just go right out and call someone fat because they dislike the other persons body. What if that person could control their weight? That they couldn’t diet because of the medicine they were on, or the fact that they’ve dieted all their life and can’t dodge the genes that were passed down through their family.
I’m under the category of the type that can’t diet because of my medicine; it doesn’t stop the cravings. I could wake up and not have an urge to eat a thing and thirty minutes after taking my medicine I’m practically starving. It’s so frustrating.
I’m not trying to lecture, I’m just trying to say that before you even consider trashing them for how they are put yourself in their shoes.
I wish I had someone to talk to for hours, someone to cuddle with, someone to spend my days with.
I’m tired of seeing all these happy couples and here I am, bitter and craving it.
I’m tired of being alone all the time.
I’m just in one of those moods where everything sucks.
Eh, sorry I took up your time. Just had to express my feelings.