I feel lonely. I forgot how to feel loved, I forgot how to love, I forgot how to give love. I absolutely hate it. I may seem content with the life I have now, in which I do, but something is missing, someone is missing.
That someone is you.
I don’t know who “you” are, but please come; stay.
I need it. I need “you”
All my life I’ve struggled with the way I look thanks to my mom. I usually don’t care what others think about my physical appearance but every time my mother tell me I look fat, I start to think otherwise. I’m never too good for her.
“you look fat”, “your face looks fat”, “you don’t look good it that”, “you need to lose some weight”
Today I started having a casual conversation with her, she completely ignored me and said, “Your face looks fat. I bet all of those jeans that you have don’t fit you anymore” I ignored what she said and just walked away.
I feel comfortable with the way I look. I’m 18 years old, 5’1” and 114 lbs. That’s completely normal for my age and height. I still fit into a kids size 14 jeans and I’m a small in women sizes. I love her to death but I just hate having her put me down everyday by the way I look.