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🫣