I just know I'm going to regret this; ANON POST TIME
The situation is this:
My acne has gone berserk. My hair is trying to kill me. My teeth are trying to kill me. I need new glasses because my eyes keep going wrong. My skin is going moldy. I have about a bajillion new stretch marks that have appeared out of nowhere. None of my clothes fit, and I can't find any new ones that do either. I haven't stopped sweating since February, I can't breathe properly at the best of times, AND I have to see Dr Fonze on Thursday, and then get belittled by the medical exam people next week.
In short, my self esteem is THROUGH THE FUCKING FLOOR. I mean, more so than normal.
Anon commenting is on. Have fun. Tell me stuff anonymously you're too chicken to say to my face.
My acne has gone berserk. My hair is trying to kill me. My teeth are trying to kill me. I need new glasses because my eyes keep going wrong. My skin is going moldy. I have about a bajillion new stretch marks that have appeared out of nowhere. None of my clothes fit, and I can't find any new ones that do either. I haven't stopped sweating since February, I can't breathe properly at the best of times, AND I have to see Dr Fonze on Thursday, and then get belittled by the medical exam people next week.
In short, my self esteem is THROUGH THE FUCKING FLOOR. I mean, more so than normal.
Anon commenting is on. Have fun. Tell me stuff anonymously you're too chicken to say to my face.