When will it end
I live in constant fear, fear of myself. i have not liked myself since the age of around ten.I think my dads constant teasing about my puppy fat was the start of it.then the 6 years in a hostel at the age of 15 when my parents walked out on us.
for years i have obsessed about the way i look i count every calorie that crosses my lips.in the company of strangers i become shy and red faced as i instantly feel i am not good enough to be in there company and they are judging me.If a man smiles at me in the street or a stranger talks to me i feel my heart racing and not in a good way.I miss meals and take laxatives sometimes. I have been with my partner for years and we have a lovely house and an amazing litle girl. Why can't i allow myself to be happy? I am a size 8 and deep down know i am not fat.why is this my focus?
i hate the inside as much as the outside.I am not a bad person but feel like i dont deserve happiness.
Why do i feel like this?
Can i change and how?