Dealing with death
The blog post includes a discussion around death and family. Please read with caution if these items trigger or upset you.
The blog post includes a discussion around death and family. Please read with caution if these items trigger or upset you.
As the warm weather approaches, my social media feed goes straight to summer clothes and swimsuits. Stores become filled with tanktops and shorts and all I can think about is how I don’t want to see myself in any of them.
The blog post includes a discussion around death and family. Please read with caution if these items trigger or upset you.
As I’ve mentioned before, I struggle with binge eating. That being said, one of the biggest holidays revolving around food is coming up fast. This causes so much anxiety for me leading up to it.
So as I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I struggle with binge eating, depression, and anxiety. Some days it can be SO mentally draining. A lot of my closer friends don’t share the same struggles that I do, or none at all. Thinking about this during some of my lows make me wonder, “why me?”
Writing this is very freeing to me. For as long as I can remember I’ve had an issue with food. I’ve associated food with good feelings, and to have that make sense, every time after a good soccer game, we would go get ice cream. Situations like that began my unhealthy relationship with food.
It is almost back to school time and I’ve never been more nervous in my life. Normally I’m very excited to go back but all of the safety changes is very nerve wracking to me.
So like many teenage girls, I argue with my parents, but a lot more with my dad and about way more sensitive topics. My dad is a great father , he provides me with food, clothes, and a place to live along with other non essentials. All of that stuff is great, but what I’m looking for from him is something he could never buy me: love.
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