You may not understand but I’m seriously in a mental hell because of my body and have been for a long time. I don’t want to be but I am. I feel pathetic and weak. No matter what people say to me, I know what I am and I don’t like it. I wish I could step outside my body and pick the one I could be in. It’s more than being skinny. I also want to be tall but here I am, short and no one can see me. I get stepped on and just get yelled at when I scream to be seen. I want to be the center of attention but when I’m ready and comfortable with myself. I want to conquer the world but first I must conquer my demons.

Distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It’s for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It’s for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don’t see it nearly enough…
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