how i’m so “confident”, “independent”, “a leader”… no mom, i’m actually really insecure about how my body looks. i hate my non-flat stomach, big nose, weird feet, chubby cheeks, non-existant boobs/butt…etc. i’m not independent because i always depend on my boyfriend to make me feel better. i’m not a leader because when i was told to be captain for a day at powder puff practice i wanted to throw up and leave practice. my mom thinks she knows me, but she doesn’t know me at all. well, maybe it’s because she did know me. probably because the confident, independent leader doesn’t exist anymore. all of those things existed in elementary school and they changed when i got to middle school. people are cruel and i always let it get to me. the buildup of middle school/high school abuse has just destroyed the elementary kid in me that didn’t give a fuck about anything anyone ever said.