I don’t understand how people can be so evil.

I went to the beach today and there wasn’t a single second I was there that my body wasn’t dominating thought in my head. I sat there wrapped up in a sweater, with my mouth shut. I said nothing.

I wish I could talk to someone who would understand what it is I go through. This overwhelming feeling of hate I have for my self and my body, that no one else understands. If I bring it up, I’m either “crazy” or plain “stupid.” No one understands that what I’m feeling is something serious, and that I just need someone to be there for me.

It’s like once your best friend gets a boyfriend, you’re old news.