Either end it all or change myself. I hated myself for everything that happened. So I decided to change that and started with my weight. I’m not done. There is still a long way ahead of me but I’m excited for it. In both mental and physical way.

I am FAT. I’ve always been. Always had that problem. I was the big one in every group. After breakup and argument with one of my oldest friend, I had depression. Like a really bad depression. And something broke in me. I knew that I had a choice.

Another thing I just realized.. my mom didn’t reached to me either. I know that I’m not her favorite child, but god dam I’m her first born. She should remember that kind of trauma.

So.. today was my birthday 🎉🎂🥳 yey happy me. I don’t know how should I feel. Lot of people congratulated me. But some of my closest friends didn’t even remembered. I know that we’re not so much in contact lately, due to argument with third party, but I still hoped. Guess I’m the dumb one after all.

Just some dumb winter shit🫣

Stay strong♥️ she will find u again in any possible way♥️

But one day a little, skinny, around 5 months old baby appeared in my doorstep (literally) begging me to let her in. And from the first second I known that eyes. It was my baby. She found her way back to me. Even though she looks totally different, I know it’s her.

My dear, where u are standing I was a few years ago. I had my baby for 10 beautiful years. When I lost her, I tough that my wold ended. I didn’t want another and always saying that she was only one for me.