The thoughts & ramblings of a young mind

disgust. disrespected. just all round bad times.

Being told that I should have a problem with my own height because I am way too short and that it’s a problem I’m so happy with it, that I should reconsider my career choice because no guy likes calloused hands, calling me names for being very tanned from working outside all day, that I’m too fat or too skinny, and that my birth was not by their free will and they wished they never had me..  it’s what I deal with everyday, the reason why I dread going home, and it’s disgusting that it’s said by my parents in seriousness.

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